I have another cousin besides the one who helped me torment our grandmother. This one was on the other side of the family. As almost all of Mother's kinfolks lived in western Kentucky, we spent a fair amount of time there when I was growing up and there was a cousin near my age who had a name that rhymed with my own.
Having vivid imaginations, my Kentucky cousin and I created many scenarios in her side yard. We used chopped wood to outline a square and called it our house or our school. We would point to a corner to indicate where the chair was or the bed or the school desk. We didn't need actual props; our imagination supplied them.
We didn't use words as grand as "Let's pretend" or "Make believe" It was always "Play like ..." "Play like this is our house and you're the mother and I'm the daughter." Or "Play like this is our classroom and I'm the teacher and you're the student." That's all we needed - a few words and our minds were off and running - creating entire scenes we pulled from our memories or imagination.
I haven't heard the words "Play like ..." for a long time, but today I am saying them out loud. "Play like the snow and ice are all gone and everyone has had their electricity restored. Play like it's spring and the flowers are starting to bloom." See what your imagination can do!