An Andrew

The Pastor and I took the goblins to Chick-Fil-A today. It is their favorite place to eat. They really have little to no interest in the food. In fact, they force themselves to act like they like the food, just so they can keep saying it is their favorite place to eat. The truth is, they love the play area. I know, lots of places have play areas. But Chick-Fil-A has a play area, cow stuff, and Purex wipes.

So, they are in the play area and we decide it is time to go. I go in to wrangle them in. None of the kids are actually in the play structure, they are all out on the benches (you know, the ones for parents that no parent- aside from the annoying helicopter one you’ll occasionally run across- sit on) looking up at a red balloon that is trapped on the ceiling. Now, there are plenty of other balloons to be had in the eating area, but these kids want THAT balloon. Here is the conversation that occurred:

Boy in Red: We HAVE to get to that balloon!

Me: Well, can any of you jump really, I mean REALLY, high?

(Boy in red and boy in blue attempt to jump to the balloon, coming about 12 feet short of their target.)

Boy in Red: We need to think of something else.

Me: Can any of you fly? Perhaps one of you is a fairy? Any fairies here?

Boy in Red: If Buzz Lightyear was here, he could help.

(All the kids nod in agreement. I start putting shoes on Worman’s feet.)

Boy in Blue: (Placing a hand on Worman’s shoulder.) Is this your son or your daughter?

Me: This is my son. Are you a people or a dwarf?

Boy in Blue: Neither! I’m an Andrew!

Me: An Andrew? I’ve heard of those. Can’t Andrews fly?

Boy in Blue: Yeah. I think… Yeah! Andrews can fly!

Me: (Moving my two to the play area door.) Well, we’ll just step out to give you room to fly, Andrew! Best of luck on your mission.

Boy in Red: Thanks! We can DO this!

So, if Andrew’s mom happens to be reading this and is wondering why on earth he is now jumping off the furniture convinced he can fly, it was me. I did this. Sorry about that.

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