When you become a parent you have hopes and dreams for your children. From good health, a happy life and for them to find love are just some of the things that we all wish for our children.
When I had Roo I had all those hopes and dreams for her and I still do. There are other things I wanted for her too, like friendship, great hair (I’m still thankful GHD’s as without my hair is wild!) and above all imagination.
I want Roo to know that the world is only as big as your imagination. I want her to be able to pull a box of toys out and get lost in the magic, whether it’s playing schools with her teddies, dressing up her baby dolls or my personal favourite playing with Barbie dolls.
I can remember playing for hours with my Barbie dolls and their campervan when I was Roo’s age. My friends would bring their Barbie’s over and we’d sit and dress up the dolls ready for fashion shows, going on holiday or just trying on different outfits my friends had brought over.
I love the days when Roo has gone up to her bedroom and rather than selecting to watch a DVD or play on the computer she has opened out her Barbie Malibu House, grabbed the box of assorted Barbie dolls from her storage unit and has created a Barbie within her bedroom.
Each of the dolls has been set a different job from school teacher, shopkeeper, waitress and doctors surgery – which makes me smile knowing that she realises that it takes lots of different jobs and roles to make up the world. It’s fascinating to watch but much better to join in with her too and relive my youth for a few minutes playing with some of the dolls passed down to her from when I was her age.
I know that their will come a day when she might not want to get her dolls out but I hope that her imagination keeps her occupied in other ways, maybe becoming a teacher, writing short stories or even starting her own blog…