Though it's been more than a week since he was there, my oldest son's mind is still very much on the lake (and the boat and the trailer and the water and Grandma and Grandpa) that he left behind. It's so fun to watch their imaginations develop, especially since he's at the age where he's able to tell you what he's doing.
Today, he pulled out half of the Little People airport and turned it into something else entirely. That red semi truck, in his mind's eye, is Grandpa's truck and the boat trailer. That blue foam block is the boat. And that ramp leads down to the water (where "No get Grandpa's truck wet!" is a frequent saying). And that big hill doesn't lead to that overpass you see, but instead the hill leads up the ramp back to Grandpa's cabin (when backing up, it's "Slow and careful!" and when going up it's "Go fast!" - which you have to do to make it up the hill with the heavy boat).
And at nap time this afternoon, he helped me put away all the toys like usual. He likes to be helpful. At least, until we got to these toys. "No put boat and truck and trailer away! Connor play later!" Mommy, sucker that she sometimes is, didn't have the heart to contradict. All of the toys except these are put away, despite the fact that Mommy usually enjoys a toy-free floor when all the boys are napping. It's a small price to pay, knowing that he's going to come bouncing back down those stairs, all smiles to see his toys right where he left them and ready to put the boat in the water yet again.
Clearly, the boy has a little thing for the water (and with boats and trailers and trucks and all that good stuff too), and a great imagination to go along with it!