Megan's World of Pretend

Meet Megan's "hexagon."  This silky little two inch piece of fabric was once a part of a busy-box toy that it fell off of more than a year ago.  

But this "hexagon" (I've told her its a pentagon, but I figure she's two, so we'll let it slide ;-)...) is much much more in Megan's world.  At least three times a day she comes up to me and says, "Let's play pretend!"  Once she has my cooperation, the first thing she does is run to go get the hexagon.  It is the main prop in whatever pretend game we play... when we play kitties, when she plays mommy and I am the baby, but most especially when we play doctor.  

It goes like this: she is the doctor and she asks me what is wrong.  I'll point out a body part that is broken or needs fixing, and she rubs the hexagon on it, making it all better!  Sanitation is very important in Megan's clinic, so she "washes" the hexagon off in between uses.  The sink is the buttons at the bottom of the TV screen.  

Today I told her that I wanted a turn to be the doctor this time, and after a little arguing she acquiesced.  Here is the exchange we had:

Me:  What seems to be the problem today?

Megan: My arm

Me: What is wrong with your arm? 

Megan: It's curly. 

*I straighten the curly arm*

Me: Is anything else wrong? 

Megan: My shoulder.

Me: What is the trouble with your shoulder?

Megan: It's blocked.

*I unblock it*

Me: anything else?

Megan: My leg.

Me: What is wrong with your leg?

Megan: It's armed.

*I disarm her leg*

Me: anything else?

Megan: My knee.

Me: What's wrong with your knee?

Megan: It's couched. 

At this point I realized I was above my paygrade, and Megan was ready for a new game anyway.