I am always fascinated by the creative games my boys come up with completely on their own.
On Tuesday my little guy spent the day turning our entire home into a hotel.
Bedrooms were all numbered.
Check in this way. His makeshift lobby was downstairs. He set up a desk with a cash register and signed us all in when we arrived. Sadly, this was taken down before I had a chance to take a picture.
He wore a bellhop hat all day, showed us to our rooms, and waited on us when we ate in the hotel restaurant (a.k.a. the kitchen table).
We all enjoyed watching him play and were a little sad when the hotel closed. Can't wait to see what he comes up with next. In the meantime, I don't have the heart to take down the numbers. So until further notice, you'll find me residing in room 98.