To some people, there needs to be an extreme act to be labelled brave. They might, for example, say "jumping out of an airplane is brave" or "mountain climbing is brave".
Max went to his second sleepover last night. He had his cow, some of his Webkinz, and his little sister for support. I just got off the phone with our friend who kept them overnight, and he had a great night. I feel very proud of him, for stepping outside of his comfort area, for trying something new, for behaving so well while he was gone.
My definition of brave was expanded this morning, to include sleepovers. Wow.
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I've always thought of Max as brave. As for sleepovers, I suspect I am more negative about sleepovers than Max. I like my own bed. And my own house. Sleepovers are for adventurous (aka crazy) people. Carolyn likes sleepovers.
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