I thought my seven-year-old son was over imaginary friends. I guess not.
"Mama, do you know who my imaginary friend is?" he asked.
"No," I said. "Who is your imaginary friend?"
"You know, Sweet Coon, the Pokemon."
"Oh," I said, not at all surprised that his imaginary friend would be a Pokemon. "So what are you going to do with Sweet Coon?"
He thought about that for a second. "How about we go to Mad Potter?"
"You want to paint ceramics with Sweet Coon at Mad Potter?"
Well, that wasn't quite what I expected, but I'm all for creativity, so I piled my kids (and Sweet Coon)into the car and drove to the pottery painting place. My son painted a mug and a bowl, with Pokemon themes, of course.
"So, are you going to use these?" I asked looking at the finished products.
"No. They're for Sweet Coon. He'll eat and drink from them. He needs a cup and bowl, too."