This is Aiden

This is my middle child. He is my daily entertainment. He lives in a world that mostly doesn't exist. It's true. He talks about his school, his teacher, his friends, and fun activities. Sounds normal, but none of them exist. Does he talk about the friends he actually has? No, only people that are never in contact with him. Does he attend school? No, not even daycare. One time I took him past a place that might have been his school and as far as he is concerned, it's his. Know what no school means? That's right, no teacher. But, boy do they do fun things! Is he a deprived child? No. We do fun things ocassionally but everybody he has conversations with think that he goes to the zoo all the time and that watching the penguins dance is the funniest thing ever. There are no penguins at the Abilene Zoo!
Off the top of my head, his favorite things to talk about are:
-Getting candy from his teacher at school.
-His free pizza day at school.
-A boy named Jacob who went to McDonalds with him, stabbed him with a fork, tried to eat his skin, and spit it out because it was gross.
-The zoo, of course.
-And lastly, the scary monster that lives in his ear.
Some people have monsters in their closets but not my son. It's in his ear. Usually it only comes up at bedtime but not today. We were driving in the car and I was trying to identify an unusual sound. First, he offered that it might just be the air conditioner, of which I protested. His conclusion, then, was that it was obviously just the monster in his ear.
This is but a taste of the inner workings of my four year old son.