Fast Friends

A few nights ago, we had friends come to dinner.  Logan was beside himself with anticipation.  All three of his new friends were his age and this would be the first time for them to meet.  For the entire week leading up to that night he quizzed and re-quizzed us about who was coming and when they would arrive.  When his new "regular friends" (as they were now being called) came, the bond of friendship was instantaneous and they became thick as thieves.

The evening was fantastic, but all too soon it had to come to an end.  After everyone had gone home our bedtime routine began.  What remained before lights out was an endless recounting all of the fun that was had and reassuring Logan that we would see his friends again soon.  It quickly became apparent that "soon" was too much of an abstract concept for Logan.  He wanted hard facts and confirmed dates.  At long last, we managed to get him to bed.

The next morning, at the breakfast table, the discussion resumed.  Names were carefully reviewed and anecdotes were meticulously recounted.  Just when I thought we were about to wrap things up and get ready to head to school, Logan looked across the table and said,

"After breakfast, you can just drop me off at Grace and Olivia's house."

Translation: Let's just dispense with the formalities, here's my new schedule.  During dinner that evening he tried a different approach.

"Tomorrow morning can I go over to Jeff-es?"

I'm sure Jeff would have no problem with you coming over for a visit, especially since he'll be at work.  Why don't we check with Grace and Olivia's mom first...she's the one that we're about to put into a padded cell.

- 17 January 2012