Poor Stevie, he's our neighbor, and he's only 7, and he has no friends. He has no friends because he swears like a sailor and can be very rough with other kids. But I know Jesus loves Stevie even if no one else does because Jesus gave Stevie my son as a friend, and my son is the best friend anyone could ask for. I know my son is the best friend anyone can ask for because he's my son.
My son Rick is 6, and everyone loves him because he's so nice. But I worry about my son playing with Stevie, as occasionally Stevie plays too rough with my son and swears at my son. Despite this, I can tell my son loves Stevie. My son calls out to Stevie whenever he goes outside to play. At the end of the day, when it's time to go in, Stevie calls to my son, opens his arms and gestures for a hug, to which my son always happily gives it to Stevie.
I've tried talking to Stevie by explaining to him that if he wants to be my son's friend, he can't do those things. Both my wife and I have even encouraged our son to stop playing with Stevie, but my son can't understand why, even when we try to explain. My son doesn't see Stevie the way we see him and to be honest, I don't think even Stevie sees himself that way. As far as Stevie and my son are concerned, the whole world is wrong. I'm trying not to see Stevie that way anymore because I too know the whole world is wrong. Perhaps Stevie is the best friend my son will ever ask for as well. I'm still going to keep an eye on Stevie and my son because they will need someone to break it up from time to time because boys will be boys.
