Ty declared he knows what a leprechaun looks like because he colored one in school today. From there, he kept his eyes peeled in hopes of seeing one. Lo and behold, he spotted one in the tree line out back after dinner tonight! No one else could see it but no one else is an imaginative six year old.
However, when she asked Ty what he was going to wear to Easter Sunday service at her church and he answered with a shrug, "I don't know, some costume probably", she didn't bat an eye. There is always some confusion around here.
Ty had a wall jump out in front of him this evening. He has a massive goose egg on his forehead and can't believe we are sending him "to school tomorrow looking like this!". He is embarrassed. I noted it matches his head-start summer legs and elbows which are covered in bruises and scraps from tumbles off gravel mounds and bike wrecks. However, I couldn't help but see the irony. The same child who wants to wear a costume to Easter services, is embarrassed by a bump on his head.