Heard Around the House

Ezra thinks that all flying insects are bees and is very afraid of them. Over the weekend we were going out to the car to run some errands and a fly went by right in front of Ezra. He started to cry and ran back to me. I hugged him and told him it was just a fly and flies are nice to little boys, but he kept crying. Ender came over to us, patted his brother's back and said, "hold my hand, Ezra, and I'll take you to the car. I'll keep you safe from the bees."

 

Ezra grabbed his brother's hand and held tightly all the way to the car, saying "Ender- safe. Ender- safe."

 

*insert happy tears here*