Playing School

Gabe and his friend Isaac are sitting at the kitchen table finishing their breakfast. One of them suddenly has the idea to "play school" so I ask them how they will do that. My immediate thoughts went to getting out the crayons and workbooks but I had forgotten that these are boys. Granted Gabe is not at all a boy's boy, he does not like getting dirty for instance, but apparently he is boy enough. His response had nothing to do with playing teacher and student, Isaac's and his intention was to manipulate my living room furniture and with a number of blankets to "build" a school. I should have known. My living room will never be the same.