Midsummer's Day's Dreams

My big Ezra, is running swiftly toward 8 years old. The interesting thought of the 2 boys taking a walk with eachother. 10 minutes and Ezra is back at home and Ethan is still out there. Exposed to the elements. What happened, baby boy? Mother, we got to a cross roads and Ethan wanted to cross a street where I didn't know my way. I decided to go home and not follow him.
I admire a young man, who can think on his own volition. Ethan was worried about Ezra having gotten hit by a car and Ezra was worried about Ethan getting lost. Ethan wouldn't change his course for his concern and neither would Ezra, they both chose to spend the next 20 minutes apart from eachother, seeking their own way. This is the way of the 2 adventurers that I have birthed. Lewis and Clark would have been dismantled, had they decided to separate. I do hope that the 20 minutes of anxiety at the thought of the loss of eachother has sunk deep upon you both.