D1, at breakfast one day: "Hey, I figured it out: people get married and have kids, and then thur kids get married and have kids, and then thur kids get married and have kids. And people are born every day, and people die every day."
Today she asked me, "How do I know, when I'm listening, what is what I am thinking and what is what I am listening to?"
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Uh-oh. A philosopher.
Our kids are getting so old. We get things like this at our house too.
Wow!
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