Today I went my son's preschool to assist with a walking field trip. When I got there, Everett grabbed this boy by the shirt and dragged him over to me. As if showing me a new toy he said,
"Look mom, this is my best buddy! "The boy smiled ear to ear, proud to be meeting the family. They held hands the whole walk, and their conversation went something like this;
Everett: "Hey buddy?"
Best Buddy: "Ya buddy?"
Everett: "Is your house in the mountains?"
Best Buddy: "No! I live in Provo!"
Everett: "My house is in the mountains."We can't all be as lucky as you Everett, sorry best buddy.