Kids’ Logic
I was driving home with my 4-year-old son yesterday, watching a nice sunset, enjoying some time alone with him. He loves my little two-seater, although it had been raining a bit and we still had the roof up. We were chatting, singing along to the stereo (he loves The Sex Pistols and Flogging Molly … it’s great to train them young!). Then out of the blue he said: “My Nanny died.”
“Yes,” I said.
“Why?” (… that endless question that comes again and again …)
“Well,” I said, “she got very, very poorly, and then she died.”
“Why?”
“Because that’s sometimes what happens.”
“Oh.” He thought about things for a while. “So she’s better now,” he said.
I was going to say something more but decided not to. I spent a while thinking about what he’d said. She’s better now. And I decided that’s a nice way to think.
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July 13th, 2007 at 2:08 pm
From the mouths of babes, eh?
July 26th, 2007 at 10:56 pm
Those Lebbon boys… a smart lot, indeed.