Joshy and his imagination

Today Grandma Marcellus asked Joshy if he had a book about Santa. John had just answered no from across the room but Joshy said yes. "You do?". "Yes." "Where?". "In my backpack." He then proceeds to pull the imaginary backpack off his back, pull out the imaginary book, open it up and read. He did it without pause. His imagination amazes me. Every day he gives me special treats and meals he has made, of course all imaginary, but treasured all the same. Today it was alligators for us to hold in our pockets. When he plays he has the entire scene planned out. He instructs you. "I'll come in and you say 'I've never seen him before'". "You tell mommy that you are going to get the bad red one and then come fight". "You say abre and then I'll open the gate". All the time I see things down his pants in lieu of a holster. Just waiting to draw and attack. Imagination is what draws him and Ben together. Ben crawls around and laughs while Joshy pretends to herd a wild animal. Ben just smiles as Joshy pokes him gently with a stick and says "Get back". That is until I hear crying and "I'm sorry Ben".