We’re so fortunate. Our children are truly beloved by so many of our friends.
One of those friends is a woman named Kathy, who our four-year-old son Charlie feels a special affection for.
A few nights ago, as my wife was tucking in Charlie, he said, “Kathy is my friend.”
“I know,” Elysha said.
“I can’t believe I have a grownup for a friend!” he said, sounding fairly astonished. A moment later, he asked, “Wait. Is Kathy a kid?”
Sweet boy.
Last night Charlie informed me for the first time that he wants to be a doctor when he grows up. This is a change from his previous career plans of hydrologist or electrician.
“That’s great, Charlie,” I said.
“Yeah,” he said. “I want to open people up so I can see what’s inside.”
Not quite as sweet.
