So my son has an imaginary friend, Simmy Sim.
He appeared out of nowhere a few weeks ago. He hung out with us for a couple of days and then left quietly. Now he is back and it is starting to look like he is here to stay. According to Little J his mom allowed Simmy Sim to sleepover. Everyday except Saturday. I know, I wondered why Saturday myself…
Simmy Sim is a boy of mystery. Rumor has it he is five years old, but sometimes he is hundred. Little J told me today on a walk Simmy Sim can reach up to the tallest tree. I honestly don’t know how he fits into Little J’s twin bed then. It must be all the jelly beans he eats that help him grow so tall. Initially his eyes were orange, but now they have turned green like Daddy’s. He has a dog too.
He also wants to watch another episode of Mighty Machines after I specifically said there will only be one played.
He likes to eat his dessert before dinner.
He insists on staying home when it is time to walk the dog.
He wants me to read another book before bedtime.
And Simmy Sim thinks Little J and him should sleep in my bed.
So last night we all snuggled up for two books before bedtime, in my bed. Because our house guest’s wishes are my commands. I was reading about Granny Gomez and her pig Jigsaw when all of the sudden Little J screamed in sheer panic.
Turns out I was laying on Simmy Sim.
How tall does that make me?!