Too Cute

I love how kids play. I love that they take the everyday and play it out with their toys, and it's fun to them. I know they also use their imaginations and create crazy things and places too, but this is about the first scenario rather than the latter. Earlier tonight Emma was playing in her room with her trains, and Eric went in to play with her. They were each being a train, and Emma's train told Eric's train that it was time for church. She then (or rather her train) dropped Eric off to play with the kids (she's just started attending Primary, so nursury is still what she thinks of) and then showed him where the chapel was and told him that is where we eat the Brot (bread) and Wasser (water) (or Abendmahl as she calls it - german for sacrament). She told him to be quiet and play nicely and to whisper.

I thought it was really cute, although I have no idea why this is fun. I guess it's what she knows. The last thing I want to do is come home from church and pretend that I'm there again. Don't get me wrong, I love the gospel and enjoy attending church, but there are other things I like too. It's like when I was a kid and on Saturday would play school with my brother. Seriously?! You'd think with going to school all week long that on Saturday it would be last thing I'd want to pretend to be doing. I don't remember why that was fun. Is there a deeper psychological reason for this kind of thing other than just our familiarity with the situation? Can anyone shed some light on this for me? Either way, I still think it's dang cute.