That’s My Truth
We played Red Light Green Light. It included Purple Light (time to dance) and Blue Light (be like a monster). We built a fairy house in the dirt and got a stick stuck in a tree. We laughed and laughed and laughed some more. We talked about ants and underwear. The sun felt hot and so good. Like it does. Like it should.
“I don’t like it when the sun goes away.”
“I don’t either, but you know, it doesn’t really ever go away. It’s just covered up. So we should say we don’t like it when the clouds get in the way of seeing it.”
“Yeah. I don’t like that. I also don’t even like ants.”
“I don’t like ants either.”
(Riley’s friend) “I hate ants. That’s my truth.”