Games we play

My son Choo-choo absolutely loves to play “Red Light, Green Light.” You know the one, where someone calls out “green light” and you all run then they call out “red light” and everyone stops. We also do “yellow light” because Momma sometimes needs it to slow down a bit. (Long gone are my sprinting without abandon days.)

Of course, Choo-choo cheats a little and never stops on the red. He also likes to keep running and give me the red light so I have to stop by myself.

Then my mom Nana tells us she bought him a street light.

Games we play

You were picturing a real street light, too, right? I mean, I had no idea what to expect when my mom explained it to me. She frequents antique markets so I thought it might end up being some ornate looking thing.

Then she brought it over. Games we play

I was happily surprised to discover that it is actually a toy. (She never mentioned this part.) It’s nearly as tall as Choo-choo, maybe just a few inches off. It has red, yellow, and green lights in front and even talks in three different languages. (I know my mom never mentioned this part.)

Since the “street light” changes the light colors on its own, Choo-choo is free to run around. he often asks me to run with him, and I happily oblige. And because the light changes are random, Choo-choo actually stops for the red light now.

(I think I am getting a bit of exercise with all this running, too. Bonus points for that!)

Something that I was not sure of at all has become my son’s new favorite toy. Or at least his new favorite way to play an old favorite game.

Author: stepbackandbreathe33

I am a writer, mother, wife, and fighter in the battle against depression, anxiety, OCD, and PTSD.

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