Today, while working on our storyball, my eight year old and I were trucking along, bouncing ideas off of each other. Β That is, until I stopped to ask him to clarify how a stone boat could float. Β I was thinking he had just missed that detail and would correct it if I brought it to his attention.

He said, “It’s a story mom, ANYTHING can come true!

TouchΓ©, young man, touchΓ©.