Will, Vince, and I ran down to Vince's Orthotics appointment. Vince's helmet is fitting much better. On the way back home, Will was talking. It's really hard to hear him when we are by traffic or the river. I had to stop, so I could hear what he was saying to me. But, he wasn't talking to me. He was talking to his "friend" and sharing pretzels with him. I shouldn't have been surprised. He plays with imaginary friends often. Today his "friend" was Barney; other times, it's a dragon, penguins, Cookie Monster, a cat, a dog, deer, Thumper, etc. |