...of imaginary friends

Abram likes to talk about imaginary people. Not "imaginary friends", but people that don't exist with names he has made up (which are often variations of the same name). Maybe he just likes names. Wonder where he got that from...

Last night, we asked him who he wanted to pray for after dinner. He said "Hyops". We humored him. "Hyops? Is Hyops real?" "Yeah, he lives in India, in a small town. He's sick. He needs to feel better." (There was some stuttering in there, but I'm not embellishing any vocabulary).

Quinn and I looked at each other. Usually, we tell him that we can only pray for real things; no made up people, no stuffed animals, etc. But it was so weird that he was so specific about where this person lived, that we thought maybe God wanted us to pray for a man named Hyops who was sick in a small town in India. So we agreed. Then I reconfirmed his name. "Hyops?" And he said "No. Pyops." And the glass was shattered. He prayed a sweet prayer, anyway.

Tonight, while I was writing an email to a friend and he was playing before bed, we had this conversation:

Abram: Mom! Can we get on the airplane and visit Mox?

Me: Sure buddy. Let me just finish this email.

Abram: He have a sister named Myops.

Me: Uh huh.

Abram: And his mom is named Hyops.

Me: Oh, really (recognizing a pattern)

Abram: And, and he have a dada named... Pyops.

Me: Of course he does.

Abram: And they have two swings and a slide at their house!

Me: Wow! That's awesome! Where do they live?

Abram: South America

I was a little baffled. We have definitely talked about America and Africa and the UAE, but I didn't think he'd ever learned about South America. Where does he pick up this stuff?

So we get on a plane to South America, where I get to "play sleep" and he gets to play with toys until bed time.

I like this kid.

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