Holden's preschool graduation ceremony was last night. In truth, it was a tough day and not for the reasons I thought it would be. My disappointment had more to do with my expectations which sometimes seem to get in the way of reality. But, fun was had by all. And I'm sorry, future Holden who someday may be reading this, but this picture of you in all your preschool performance glory just cracks me up (and makes those aforementioned icky feelings disappear entirely!)
And don't we all feel this way sometimes when we're put on the spot and told to sing and dance? I know I do.
Anyway. To recharge and refocus, we decided to pick blueberries at a nearby grove this morning. Whilst there, Holden happened upon a little picking-mate about his size. They chatted happily while weaving in and out of the rows and I half-listened while trying to focus Esme on eating from the bushes instead of the picking basket.
My ears perked up when their chatter led to this exchange:
Friend: I like your dinosaur shirt.
Holden: Thanks. I like dinosaurs.
F: Dinosaurs aren't real.
H: I know, they're extinct.
F: No I mean, dinosaurs are pretend.
H: Well, they lived a long long LONG time ago. But not anymore. They're extinct.
F: No I mean, they were never real.
H: Yes they were.
F: No they weren't.
H: OK. How about I believe they were and YOU believe they weren't?
H: Let's go pee together by that bush.
Happy weekend everyone!