you could do a little theatre with your story telling. Find a few objects from around the house like pillows, pots, spoons, artificial flowers, and just any sort of 'safe' trinket. Then make up a story with them, where you get to all act and use the objects as other pretend things, like a hat, a magic wand, a pet, whatever comes to your imagination. This can make a crazy but very fun story and take up a lot more time than just regular storytelling.
Find a few kids songs and teach them, with actions for each line of the song. You could start with Heads, Shoulders, Knees and Toes and then make up your own silly song with actions. You could also sing 'Here We go Round the Mulberry Bush (has that line 'we all fall down’ which kids love).
Play ball tag, one person runs around with a ball trying to tag another. When one of you gets tagged, that person has to go tag the others.
Choose a song the girls like and make up a little dance routine where you all do things together but then also get to stand out individually. At the end you could show it to the parents. Kids love doing things to show their parents.
Play Duck Duck Goose. There are only three of you but it can be fun even so.
Make a short obstacle course - jump over pillows, crawl through the chair tunnel, run around the couch, roll over the carpet, leapfrog across the hall...and whatever else you can come up with.
Musical statues - you all dance and when the music stops (you need to be doing that), whoever moves is out.
Have a teddy bear's picnic and pretend you're having tea and cakes and chatting and making the teddies chat too.
Last two I can think of are Red Light Green Light and Hopscotch.
It was fun thinking these up heh.
__________________
Whether we write or speak or do but look
We are ever unapparent. What we are
Cannot be transfused into word or book.
Our soul from us is infinitely far.
However much we give our thoughts the will
To be our soul and gesture it abroad,
Our hearts are incommunicable still.
In what we show ourselves we are ignored.
The abyss from soul to soul cannot be bridged
By any skill of thought or trick of seeming.
Unto our very selves we are abridged
When we would utter to our thought our being.
We are our dreams of ourselves, souls by gleams,
And each to each other dreams of others' dreams.
Fernando Pessoa, 1918
|