he wants him to come play. where is he mommy? every. single. day. door bell rings...he's here mommy! gets a new race car...i need to show him, mommy! puts on his cape...i need to tackle him mommy!
he doesn't understand. in his 2 year old mind, they were buddies. he misses him. we miss him.
i answer as simply as i think he can understand...he had to go to school.
on friday his teacher asks who adam is. well...hmmmm, why do you ask? bc brody has been looking for his friend adam all day. he says he was supposed to be at school today.
i don't have answers to these questions.
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