They move around when the lights are out....

In the classroom we have a dollhouse, and with the dollhouse came a set of diverse dolls. There's many races, cultures, ages, and occupations represented. There's a policewoman in traffic stopping pose, grandparents, a nurse, a set of triplet girls, a farmer with a pig under his arm, a fireman in full gear holding an axe, that sort of thing.

This has led to some interesting little tableaus. It is not unusual to pass the dollhouse and see something like the axe-bearing fireman doll standing at the foot of the bed where the triplet dolls were laying, while the grandmother doll was kissing the cook doll in the corner. Or the farmer doll and his pig looking in a window where the doctor doll stands over the mother doll, and the son doll, and one of the men dolls who are laying face down across the kitchen table with all the other furniture stacked into the bathroom. If I took it seriously, it would be pretty creepy.

Another thing I've noticed about this age is that there's no real gender barriers. The boys play with the dolls and kitchen stuff, and the girls play with the cars and blocks and stuff, and everybody's cool with that.

And maybe this is boring. I'll come back when I have something interesting to tell.