Yesterday afternoon Sam and I were sitting together in our big chair. I was holding Big Bird and he had Cookie Monster. We had them dance, kiss, and hold hands. Sam linked their arms together, lifted them in the air, and said, "They're flying!"
"Oooh, fun!" I said. "Sam, can we fly?"
"Yes," he said.
"Really?" I replied. "Mom and Sam can fly up in the sky?"
Sam nodded. "Yes," he repeated. He began looking around the room. "Except I can't find my wings."
He hopped off the chair and looked all over the room. "Wings? Wings, where are you?" he called.
He looked for several minutes without a trace of kidding around. Disappointed about not finding his wings, he eventually wandered down to his room to play.
I never - NEVER - know what in the world he is talking about.
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