Our Visitor

This afternoon, I had the privilege of making lunch for Dylan, Anthony, Preston and a new friend of ours . . . Benny the Triceratops.  Apparently triceratops like goldfish crackers, as well as string cheese, leaves and grass.  I have to say, he was rather well behaved most of the day - I expected much worse from a triceratops.  Benny followed Dylan around all day long.  I couldn't see any of it with my foggy, not so creative 30-year-old eyes, but decided to play along.  When we left for the gym, I asked Dylan if Benny was coming with us.  He told me Benny was pretty tired and decided to stay home and have a nap.  He had already tucked him in and given him a stuffed animal to sleep with.  As soon as we walked back in the garage door, Dylan said, "Benny, are you okay?  How did you do by yourself?"  Benny even sat in on our FHE, although he was too tired to participate much.  When I found Diet Coke spilled on the kitchen floor, I asked Dylan who had spilled my drink.  You could see the little wheels in his head turning.  He replied, "Benny did it."  I told him if Benny wasn't going to behave, we would have to tell him to leave.  He changed his mind quickly after that and said, "I'm just tricking you, Mommy.  I did it, but it was just an accident."  I guess we have our first imaginary friend living at the Uboldi residence.  We pretend a lot of things about animals and dinosaurs, but usually there's actually something there to look at.  This is new, even for our vivid imaginations.  We'll see if Benny's still around tomorrow.