Last night, we sat outside with some neighbors as our kids played together. It got quite dark earlier than we expected. Sam and his friend, Stevie, who is also two, walked away together in the dark. They were a house away, standing on the sidewalk looking up and pointing at stars. Rob was following behind, and caught this little conversation:
Stevie: Sam, hold my hand.
Stevie: Friends are good.
And off they walked. Sam and Stevie are going to be great friends. They already are. They love to wrestle and have sword fights and chase each other up and down the hill in our neighbors’ backyards. I picture them walking to school together with giant backpacks on their backs, and racing on their bikes around the cul de sac. Just having boy adventures, whatever they may be.