Long-time readers already know that my son has a wild imagination. But today he told me that when he grows up, he’s going to have a sun for a pet–that he’ll become an astronaut, fly up, and steal the sun’s baby.
It’s just…I don’t know. I know we’re all enamored of our kids, but it’s such an enchanting story idea, isn’t it?
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That’s a great story. He’s got a great imagination.
I’d just be afraid of having the sun mad at me. If a Mama Bear is bad, what’s a Mama Sun going to be like?