My precious middle child, Chase, is turning eight years old today. To celebrate, he had a friend stay the night last night. His friend gave him this card:
I asked his friend to explain the drawing. He said, “Well, that’s Chase and that’s me. And that’s me throwing a guy that Chase doesn’t like into a brick wall.”
I must have looked slightly horrified because my husband chimed in, “That’s how boys show love. He’s a really good friend.”
And Chase and his friend agreed that if you are a good friend, you are willing to throw bad guys into brick walls for each other.
Can someone please help me escape the Boy Planet I’m stuck on? I don’t seem to speak their language.
P.S. HAPPY BIRTHDAY CHASE!!!
