A few months ago, our neighbors had their niece, Rose, over at their house. She is 2
and brought her friend, Carlis, 3. Yeah, Carlis is not a real name, but what are you going to do.
Johan played with Rose and Carlis all evening as Addie and I drank wine, and King and Bergen did...I can't remember. Anyway, since then, Johan always talks about Carlis. He makes me include Carlis in stories that I tell, and now his imaginary friend/baby is named Carlis.
Carlis is a VERY small baby. He fits in Johan's cupped hand. He goes to school with Johan (and gets to participate in all the activities at school) and Johan makes sure that Carlis the Baby gets plenty of naps and calm but firm discipline. He cups his hand to hold Carlis and lays Carlis the Baby gently on the bed so he can rest. Johan insists that Carlis be offered a cup of yogurt and fruit at breakfast so he isn't left out.
I love that Johan has an imaginary friend. I love it even more that his imaginary friend is a "baby" that must be approximately 1-2" long since he seems to reside only in Johan's pudgy tiny cupped hand.
2 comments:
Just make sure that no one accidentally eats Carlis when they are trying to kiss him!!! I know that is a serious concern for Johan.
This makes so much more sense now that you were talking about Carlis in the pool yesterday. Too cute.
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