Leo has a massive crush on a little girl from his preschool class. He sings songs about Erin, draws pictures of Erin, tells jokes about Erin and even insists that his nightly bedtime story (read, by his insistence, from my imagination) features Erin in some supporting role. Anyway, he’s scheduled to have some after school playtime with Erin on Thursday, but apparently, an hour of post-school play isn’t gonna cut it.
LEO: “I don’t want regular play. I want house play. I want Erin to come over to my house forever.”
ME: “How about just on Saturday.”
LEO: “Fine. Saturday. ALL Saturday.”
ME: “We’ll I’ll call her dad and find out if she’s free.”
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LEO: Of course she’s free. She doesn’t cost anything. You can’t buy a friend. There’s no friend store.
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LEO: Is there?
Kelly Barnhill 
Thank goodness you’re writing this stuff down!!
SUCH a gem! I look forward to the day when you recount these stories to an older Leo.
I look forward to the day when I can REALLY embarrass him at the groom’s dinner before his wedding. Because that’s what moms do.