This morning Big was playing with his stuffed dinosaur when Bud ran up to him trying to scare him by pretending his hooded sweatshirt was a Dementor. I found it vaguely unsettling, but Big, not having read the Harry Potter books, was completely unfazed.
Bud: I'm going to give you a kiss!
Big: I don't want a kiss. Do you have a friend?
Bud: Dementors don't have friends.
Big: Everyone has a friend.
This brought to my mind a picture of two Dementors meeting for a drink after a long hard day sucking the life out of people. Or maybe one Dementor pushing another on the swing at a local park.
The boys then went on their merry way, dinosaur and Dementor playing together. The dinosaur roaring and the Dementor sucking the life out of people. Best friends forever.