Then I noticed in his school bag that he had made a dream catcher out of a paper plate, hole puncher, string and some feathers. (it is just as cool as it sounds that my Little Man made this). I began to put two and two together and realized that they must have made a dream catcher and somehow he got mixed up and combined the dream catcher with a story a friend told him about an alien.
I was almost right.
This morning he showed me his headband that had feathers coming out of it and said "Look Mama, I am an alien and I catch dreams". I said, "oh you mean you are an Indian! And Indians make dream catchers!" He said, "Ok I am an Indian. But I want to do it my way and be an alien." I then asked him what an alien was and he rolled his eyes and said "Mama, they wear these headbands and catch dreams, that is what an alien is."
So now my equation finally makes sense. They are studying Thanksgiving and in my boys world the pilgrims sat down to dinner with aliens that catch dreams.
It could have happened!
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