musings in mayhem

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This weekend, we spent a good deal of it at one get together and another. 

The daughter in one family we saw at two events, enthusiastically asked me if Captain Comic was at the second event. When she looked disappointed, her mother relayed to me how much she enjoyed spending time with him on Friday night.

She told her mother, “”Mom, I like him, he’s funny, and he tells me stuff [mr. facts and ms. loves facts, too] and he draws, just like I like to draw and I think I have a crush on him.”

When her mom told me that, I started to cry, in the middle of a four year old’s birthday party. I blamed a lack of sleep, and there was a lack of sleep involved, but mostly, I cried because for the first time since we moved down here, another kid likes and appreciates Captain Comic just the way he is.

Five years is a long time to go without real friends in a childhood. So the fact that this girl likes him, and I didn’t run interpretation or interference in their conversation is something for which I am incredibly grateful.

Life is good. Anything is possible.

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4 thoughts on “friends

  1. Well, Cathy – he's a good lookin' kid and girls will be taking notice. Get used to it! 🙂

  2. Thats so wonderful. It breaks our hearts doesn't it when we think they might not have friends, and then we soar when they do. Well done you… for standing back and just being a proud mum.

  3. thanks, liz! of course, i think he's gorgeous, but he's pretty darn goofy with his preference for clothes that fit him better 3 years ago and his hair that is usually sticking up on one side, not jauntily. 🙂

  4. thanks, alana, that's exactly the case.

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