(Sadly, I don’t have a photo to share.)
Today, I took the boys with me to Texas Art Supply after their art class. As we walked in, Aidan noticed that there was a second floor and immediately asked to go upstairs. Ollie was on my back, and I had just situated Aidan in a shopping cart to keep him from grabbing everything in the store. I told him that it would be too hard for us to go upstairs with the buggy and that we would only be getting what was on our list so that we could get home for lunch and nap time. So, as we turn toward one end of the store, the objects that are upstairs come into Aidan’s view, which also happens to be behind my back.
Oh? Hmmm. I turn around and look upward. Sure enough, there are these long leggy creatures with even longer necks protruding upward toward the ceiling. To my adult eyes, they were beautiful wooden art easels. To my charming three year old, they were a herd of wild giraffes just hanging out in the art supply store. I didn’t think to ask him what they were doing there or anything of the sort. I simply smiled and agreed with him.
I love you, Aidan. Don’t let the world change you too much.