We ran a lot of errands yesterday, and at one point in the car, my 5 YO boy randomly said, “Mommy, if I ever get a golden trophy, you know, a gold trophy, for maybe winning a race or something, I will give it to Joey. He’s my very best friend, and would want to give it to him.”
After telling him that I think it’s nice to be kind to his friends, he said, “Yes, well, Joey did give me Silly Bands, and that is really special.”
Silly bands, golden trophies. It all means the same thing. Special friendships are, well, special. 🙂
