Dani loves garbage. Seriously guys. "Real life creativity". This girl has vision.
I was throwing away the empty cereal box and I hear...the echo in my mind every time I lift the lid..."Hey"...no, this isn't my mind, here she goes..."Can I have that?"
"Dani! It is Garbage! What the heck are you gonna do with a cereal box? Garbage I say!" My exasperation comes from countless garbage raids in Dani's room. Some have been yucky.
"Mom...open your eyes. Everyone has a purpose. It's my top hat." As she snatched it from my hands, saving it from the depths of rotten apple cores, she places it ever so British-like on her head, takes a bow, and dances. With a top hat.
I guess I should encourage this kind of creativity. Save the garbage. Make a special "Dani's Garbage" box. See where she goes with it.
"Hold still. Let me take your picture. Good. Creativity accomplished. Now throw that away please."