1. the faculty of imagining, or of forming mental images or concepts of what is not actually present to the senses.
2. the ability to transcend traditional ideas, rules, patterns, relationships, or the like, and to create meaningful new ideas, forms, methods, interpretations, etc.; originality, progressiveness, or imagination: the need for creativity in modern industry; creativity in the performing arts.
Two seemingly close meanings and yet when I look at my children I see them as too completely different things. Sure they are concurrent but they are not the same.
Kathleen is creative beyond all things. She loves to make things whether its with paper or with her toys. She loves to build, draw, color. She has a desire to figure things out.
Samantha just loves to play. She lets her imagination do the work. She is currently playing with wooden letter blocks a trailer to a car and several other things, and she's talking, they are talking. They can't do these things in real life, but they are doing it for her.
This is by no way me saying one is smarter than the other or plays better or anything like that. I am just amazed that with the same set of toys and same upbringing how these two girls play so differently.
I was not an only child, me and my brother I think played in the same fashions. We had good imaginations, and we loved to play to the full extent of our ability playing with every toy at once creating dramatic worlds and "characters". I remember setting up cities with our fisher price people and the match box cars as their skate boards and scooters. They had houses made of blocks or just a rug that we designated as their home. These would stay set up for weeks on end as we played until it was time to clean our room.
It amazes me to watch the things they pick up from each other. Kathleen is learning to imagine, Samantha is learning to build things from her sister. But when left alone they go back to their roots and their natural modes of play.
I'll never forget the day Shea told the girls we were going to the store, Sammi just did not want to go, so he asked her if she wanted to go to the moon. She was of course excited. We got there and Shea exclaims "were at the moon get out!" Kathleen immediately says this is not the moon it's Jerry Lee's. She refused to take part in our "moon adventure" lol. But she went in arguing with her Dad the whole time about whether or not they were on the moon.