Today, James read the part of the book where Johnny dies. I asked James how that made him feel? "Sad, Mom." I told him his face wasn't showing sad. I forget that James is so black and white and matter of fact. Johnny was his favorite character but he couldn't tell why he just knew he liked a lot about him. Maybe this will be the year that his empathy will transfer from face to face empathy to empathy of characters he loves in books. He is getting there. This is my dream for him.... he has different dreams and they are often around some video game.
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