We are discovering that Carter has quite the imagination. He is always pretending that his food is various kinds of animals. At breakfast he will tell me that his toast is a horse and make it gallop around his tray. Yesterday at dinner he said that tomatoes in his pasta were mice. He would take each one out, snuggle with it, and then eat it.
Today he came up with quite an elaborate story. He told me that there was a raccoon outside and that it was going to open the door and bite his toes and fingers. (At this point he points to his hand and says "right there, right there"). He then proceeded to prepare "raccoon snacks" which consisted of puzzle pieces in a bowl. He told me that he was "ready". When I looked out the window with him and told him that I couldn't see a raccoon, he informed me that it was because it was hiding. When the raccoon didn't show up he settled for feeding the "raccoon snacks" to Buzz.
Where does he come up with this stuff?
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