This morning…
Son: “Daddy, do I have a heart?”
Father: “Yes, of course.”
Son: “You have a heart, too, right?”
Father: “Yes, I do.”
Son: “Do toys have hearts?”
Father: “Uh, no. Toy’s don’t have hearts.”
Son: “But don’t hearts mean love?”
Father: “Uh, well, yes. Hearts do a lot of things, but yeah, hearts can stand for love.”
Son: “…well, how do toys love us? Like Woody?”
Father: “Oh, boy.”
Later…
Son: “Daddy?”
Father: “Yes?”
Son: “Why do vampires eat just blood?”
Father: “Uh… well, how come you only eat cheeseburgers?”
Son: “Daddy. That’s doesn’t answer my question.”
Father: “Oh, boy.”
Later still…
Son: “Daddy?”
Father: <sigh> “Yes?”
Son: “I love you.”
Father: “I love you, too.”
I'd really like to have a little kid to ask me that kind of thing, but I'm a bit worried that I won't be able to resist the temptation to lie to them and get them to believe ridiculous things for my own fiendish amusement.
ReplyDeleteI keep trying but I can't seem to pull one over on this kid. I think he's already too smart and his questions are mainly to humor me.
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