This guy, on the way to the grocery store yesterday, informed me that his friend was coming along. This friend is imaginary. I was told he is two years old and that his name is Scrutty-Scrut-Scrut. That certainly caught me by surprise to say the least. Scrutty hasn't been around a lot since, but he's come up in conversation several times today.
Today I was poking him in the tummy with my finger and singing a little song. He said, "Am I a piano??" He's a joy to have around. I don't ever want to forget his cuteness.
1 comment:
...love to be able to give him a poke myself. Such a lovely boy.
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