the man in the hat
Shiya and i took a nap this afternoon and he said, “Look mom, the man was with us while we slept.”
“What man?” Â I asked.
“Don’t you see him?” asked Shiya, pointing up towards the ceiling. Â “The man with the hat on?”
“No, I don’t. Â Why is he here? Â Does he want to tell us something?”
“No,” said Shiya. Â “He just wanted to be with us. Â He has to go home now.”
Shiya was asking me why I couldn’t see him so I explained that there are some things that grown ups forget how to do and we need kids to teach us. Â I gave him a hug and told him how special he is.
He is *incredibly* special. Good explanation, Mama.