Yarn Weaver

My boy has quite the imagination.

Today when we were driving home from school, I, being conversational, asked how his day went.

Apparently, Caden, one of the boys in Harrison’s class went running today, presumably during recess. Also apparently, the teacher, Mrs. D., chased after him. Perhaps she just called for him to come back. With the story telling panache my son brandishes, who can tell?

The story, according to my son, is that Caden went running. He ran so fast that Mrs. D. ran after him, trying to catch him. When that didn’t work, she jumped in her car and began chasing him. That Caden, though, was quite the runner . He was able to outrun the car, even when Mrs. D. pushed the “fast button” (what I can only assume is a form of nitrous oxide or some other car-going-faster-button-pushing thing—while mechanically inclined, I’m not so much car knowledge inclined). So Caden’s running really fast, Mrs. D. is speeding along in her car, pushing her ‘fast button’ and Caden runs home. Mrs. D. is falling down on the job, though, because all the other 15-20 kids in Harrison’s class are now driving the car. Not sure what they did with Mrs. D. They reach Caden’s house and ask Caden’s Mommy where he is and she says he’s not home so that means they drove to the wrong house.

The story kind of rambles on and on with Harrison proclaiming that Caden never came back to school again.

I’m not sure if this is some kind of fantasy my son has concocted in response to Caden’s behavior—is he a bully who the kids just don’t want around?—or if it’s just something my son dreamed up when a boy went running and the teacher made him come back. Either way, it’s kind of impressive that he went this far with it. Usually, his stories are complete rehashes of whatever we just watched with him as the hero. Harrison is Peter Parker/Spiderman. Harrison is Voltron. Harrison is Optimus Prime. Harrison is Blossom (from Powerpuff Girls—don’t get me started…).

All I can say is that if Caden can run this well at five years old, I can’t wait to see what he’ll be doing in high school.