One of Little Boy’s best buds in Kindergarten is a Greek-American boy. Today was his birthday party. Little Boy took great care in decorating his birthday card:
A Little Boy Original
Little Boy was worried that his friend would assess the black grass part in the lower-left hand corner to be “boring.” I was worried that his friend would rip it the envelope and throw it away, not realizing that THIS IS ART and will be worth millions some day. Ahem.
The party was loads of bouncing, running fun. Who doesn’t like to see their Kindergartener physically exhaust themselves while you idly chat and make social with other parents?
Party Photo
Silly Face Version
In the party room, I noticed that birthday boy’s grandmother took a special interest in Little Boy. He barely took two bites of pizza when she brought him another slice. She also brought him more juice and double-checked that he didn’t want any ice cream. I bristled silently at the second juice box, but didn’t interfere — I figured Greek grandmothers find joy in nourishing little boys. But I noticed she wasn’t as attentive with the junk food to other kids. When we were getting ready to leave, she came over to me.
“Your boy, he is my grandson’s favorite friend,” she proclaimed, beaming at us both.
“Oh yes, they are great friends!”
Little Boy was simply stuffed. Happy, and stuffed. He gave a big birthday hug to his friend before we left.
