So remember Monday when I blogged about BOOing?
Well my minion was spotted... and this led to the cutest story EVER.
|Attempted head shot. The boy ducked.|
N. (age 4) and his dad spotted the BOO minion and the conversation went something like this:
Dad: I think that was Sam.
N.: No, it was Sworder.
Dad: Are you sure? I'm pretty sure it was Sam.
N.: No, Dad. It was Sworder.
A few rounds of this and the dad decided to leave it. Because do you know who Sworder is?
How could you? He's a figment of N.'s imagination... An imaginary best friend who:
Lives in other countries.
Protects people, and
Does good deeds.
And apparently he looks like this:
I love the minds of 4-year-olds. And I love that he now believes he has physically seen this friend of his. Especially a friend who goes around the world doing good things.