Kids Say the Most Incisive Things

The other day, my son and I took a walk. He wasn’t his usual chatty self–it turned out he was coming down with a cold–in fact, he was a bit of a grump. I kept trying to start conversations but he’d shut them down. I kept trying to hold his hand but he’d yank it away. After a while, he started walking on people’s yards instead of the sidewalk.

“What are you doing?” I asked.

“We’re sliced apart,” he said. “We’re sliced apart and we’re never going to heal.”

I have to say, I got a little misty.

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Eavesdropping on My Kids

IMG_1156“Are you in New York, Violet?” “No, Max is in New York.”

“You earned a watermelon slice. You’re a bad, bad baby.”

“History, Violet? Hurry, run away Violet!”

“Sam I am…”

“I wanna watch Paw Patrol.” “Not Paw Patrol, Violet. Gaw Gatrol.”

“Violet, you have cookie eyebrows.” “No, I don’t have cookie eyebrows.”

“Violet, you’re a bad baby.” “No. I’m not a bad baby.”

“I’ll be Rubble. You be Chase.” “I’ll be Everest! I’ll be Jake and Rubble and Skye!”

“Violet, you’re stinky.” “No, I’m not stinky! I’m NOOOOOOOTTTTTT!”