On having a 4 year old

He's almost five, but whatever.

His school is .5 mile down the road from us, so we generally walk to and from school.
While walking back today, holding hands, he keeps running and jumping every few steps, saying, "Got you!"

It was keeping us moving along, and I needed to get back to work, so I didn't think anything of it.

As we got close to the house, I realized what he was doing. He was jumping on my shadow. But then I made him cry when I ate his shadow.


*the last part was fiction. no actual shadows were hurt during this story.