Friday, February 10, 2006
Ruminations from the bed
As I was putting the boys to bed this evening...
Max: Why do we have beds?
Me: Because it's more comfortable to sleep on a soft bed than on the hard floor.
Max: But why do we have covers on beds?
Me: To keep us warm when it's cold.
Max: But why are beds so long?
Me: Well, your bed may seem long now, but one day you'll be so big you'll be able to touch the top of your bed with your head and the bottom of your bed with your feet.
Max: But I'm touching the top of my bed with my head right now.
Me: That's true, but you're not touching the bottom of the bed with your feet.
Max: But if I move down, then I can touch the bottom of the bed with my feet.
Me: But then you won't be touching the top of the bed with your head.
Max: Oh.
Reed: I have sharp claws and teeth. I want to be a dinosaur when I grow up.
Max: But dinosaurs are extinct.
Reed: Then I want to be a zookeeper when I grow up.
Max: There can only be one zookeeper, and I'm the zookeeper. You're going to be a bullrider.
Reed: Oh. Right. A bullrider or a farmer.
Ah, just exactly as any mother would wish....
Max: Why do we have beds?
Me: Because it's more comfortable to sleep on a soft bed than on the hard floor.
Max: But why do we have covers on beds?
Me: To keep us warm when it's cold.
Max: But why are beds so long?
Me: Well, your bed may seem long now, but one day you'll be so big you'll be able to touch the top of your bed with your head and the bottom of your bed with your feet.
Max: But I'm touching the top of my bed with my head right now.
Me: That's true, but you're not touching the bottom of the bed with your feet.
Max: But if I move down, then I can touch the bottom of the bed with my feet.
Me: But then you won't be touching the top of the bed with your head.
Max: Oh.
Reed: I have sharp claws and teeth. I want to be a dinosaur when I grow up.
Max: But dinosaurs are extinct.
Reed: Then I want to be a zookeeper when I grow up.
Max: There can only be one zookeeper, and I'm the zookeeper. You're going to be a bullrider.
Reed: Oh. Right. A bullrider or a farmer.
Ah, just exactly as any mother would wish....
2 Comments:
Not that this is a voting matter, but if I were, I'd vote for farmer over bullrider. I can see Reed raising organic vegetables (if only so that he can keep himself fed).
Farming gets my vote, too. Can I just hope it's a hobby?
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