Don’t laugh at me…my favorite games were boarding school, orphanage, or slave. I would make my sister and brother actually do school work. Sometimes, they would agree to play boarding school, then after I’d spent an hour setting up, they would refuse to play. Gee, I wonder why? Orphanage? I apparently read too much children’s literature about spunky orphans (see my blog on Friday.)

I remember especially playing these games in my grandparent’s barn. It was no longer used, but it had all these lovely empty stalls. We could each have one for a bedroom, and one for a schoolroom, and there was even an office my grandfather used to use. Or sometimes, we would imagine it was a mansion.

Such imagination-builders. Such fun. Such good memories.