Monday night we were sitting in the Living room talking to Stratton about his day. I can’t remember how it exactly came up, but Stratton said he had a friend named “Golf”. My first instinct was this was a make believe friend, so I started asking questions. I asked him what Golf looked liked? He said “he has white hair like me”. I asked him where Golf lived? He said “In the country”. I asked him if they played together, and what did they play? He said “yes, they played golf” –Ok, duh! Then he told us something about Golf having an attitude! We just laughed and thought how funny it was that he had this imaginary friend named Golf!
Well. I told Brandye about it so yesterday when she picked Stratton up at school he was playing with a little boy. She asked the teacher if there was any new kids, and the teacher said yes, the little boy Stratton was playing with was new and his name was Connor. When they got in the car Brandye asked Stratton if Golf was at his school today? He said “Yes!”. Then she asked what did he have on and then he described what the little boy he had been playing with had on. So she asked him if Golf had another name? He said “Yeah. His name is Connor”. Ha! Apparently Golf is real! I just wonder how much of what he told us about him is real?? And where in the world did he come up with calling the kid Golf??
And on another note he is a walking, talking imitator these days. I need to remember to watch what I say in front of him! This morning he was flopping around in his booster seat sitting on his feet and ended up spilling his full bowl of milk and cereal. I, out of frustration, said “Ugh. Stratton! I really wish you’d be more careful. I know it was just an accident, you didn’t mean to make a mess but if you were sitting in your seat like you were supposed to be that wouldn’t have happened.” then he said “Ugh! It gets on my nerves too mommy!”. I’m not sure where he’s heard that expression, but I’m sure we say it more than we realize! Then a few minutes later he told me that he didn’t feel very good and he needed to stay home from school. Just like a big kid would say. I don’t know what to do with him!! Monday morning he told me “Mommy, I just feel awful”. Haha. Pretty sure I know where he’s heard that recently!!
He told Brandye last night that he wanted parmesan for supper. I told her that probably meant pasta, but I wasn’t sure. I asked him the other day as we drove past Olive Garden, “what do we eat at Olive Garden?” and he said “Salad, chicken and parmesan”- that’s usually true. I guess he associates parmesan with pasta? Makes sense to me! His favorite restaurants right now seem to be Firehouse or Red Lobster. If you ask him where he wants to eat it’s usually one of those 2 places that he names off first.
He is also all the sudden into Spiderman. Not sure why. Yesterday morning I asked him if there was anything he needed us to bring him back from Little Rock. His answer? “Probably, a Spiderman shirt”. Really? I have no idea where that came from either? We didn’t have any luck finding one, so maybe he’ll forget about it! I thought he’d say a truck or tractor or some kind of toy? But no. He wants a shirt. He is such a mess!