I love watching that little person build imaginary camp fires and talk to imaginary friends. He calls our van the "camper bus" and invites us to "roast marshmallows" with him.
Last Thursday, Little Monkey had a horsey friend visit his campsite. Little Monkey offered Horsey Boy some marshmallows and they had quite a long conversation.
It took some convincing and consoling before Little Monkey realized that horses live at farms, not houses and that they do not ride in vans.
Then being the clever monkey that he is, Little Monkey decided that if he could not bring Horsey Boy home, he would bring Brown Dog home instead. And thus ensued another session of convincing and consoling. Ahh, life with monkeys...