The mornings are pretty cold now and this one was no exception. So I guess the kids decided to inject some summer spirit into it. There were plans made for an early morning imaginary barbecue. Shopping lists were meticulously put together and the quantities needed were discussed in detail(Do you think eight grills would be enough? And don't for get those black things for making the fire). The person in charge of shopping went off to the imaginary store. The menu was the next thing on the agenda. The chief organizers decided on imaginary hot dogs for the main course with imaginary ice cream and roasted marshmallows for dessert. Everyone was in high spirits as the party set out for their early morning celebration. The door bangs and bits of happy conversation and laughter told that everyone was having a wonderful time. But alas all good things must come to an end and soon there were non-imaginary matters to attend to. Imaginary breakfast only fills you up that much so a non-imaginary one had to be eaten. Imaginary finery is good for imaginary barbecues but some real clothes had to be put on. Non-imaginary parents insisted that non-imaginary beds had to be made for the morning to commence properly.
But who would let such mundane trivialities dampen one's spirits? So with a shrug and farewell hug they were off to discharging their morning duties and getting on with the activities for the day.