Nate has three imaginary friends which he's had for a couple of
months and have become pretty normal with us- in fact their last names
are Moshan according to Nate. They are Mingo, Ningo and Taco. Mingo is
the ring leader and lives in the ceiling with the other two. Sometimes
they are small, sometimes they have no mouth, or no hair, or one day-- no
head! They seem to be responsible for things we can't explain-- a pair
of sneakers on a telephone wire, a broken picture frame. And often they
are hanging out where Nate just was... but in the ceiling there. Today Nate tole me Mingo was going to be late to mat (streb) class so I asked if we should tell the
teacher. Nate said "no, Mingo told Taco. It's ok." Then Nate saw Mingo
and Taco on the street together so we guessed they would likely be on
time after all. And they were ... I think.
In
general he seems so smart to me lately really understanding concepts and
schedules. Today we talked about missing Luka who moved away. I thought
Nate didn't really understand but when I asked him where Luka was he
said: Ohio. Even I forgot it was Ohio he moved to! He also pushed the right
button in the elevator when our co rider said "23 please."
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