About a week ago, Josiah got it into his head that he was taking an airplane trip--to Hawaii.
We recently took a short trip on the Amtrak train, carefully marking the day on our magnetic calendar and counting down with great anticipation. Now he's found a magnet that he thinks has a suitcase on it (it's really a lunchbox for Labor Day), and placed it carefully on this Sat., counting down with great anticipation.
He's telling everyone he meets that he's flying on a airplane to Hawaii, and almost everyone he tells thinks it is a real trip until they see me standing behind him, shaking my head. It's easy to convince others when you are absolutely convinced yourself.
A map has been handy for planning the trip. He knows that he needs to catch a flight in Chicago, then fly across the U.S. and much of the Pacific Ocean. He knows the flight will be long. He even knows it will cost a lot of money. But he's checked his piggy bank, and he has a lot, so that's just a problem that needs a solution, and he knows he has it all figured out.
This morning I had gently break the news to Josiah that he is not getting on an airplane tomorrow to fly to Hawaii. He had some questions, but finally seemed to accept the news.
Just now, he called out to a passing airplane in the sky, "Can you come down and get us and take us to Hawaii?"
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