Monday, January 15, 2007

My son the philosopher

"Mom, are we in the book?"

"What, like the phone book?"

"No. The book that other people are reading."

"I'm sorry, but I have no idea what you're talking about."

"I mean, what if we're characters in a book that someone else is reading for a bedtime story?"

"Like someone wrote a story about us?"

"No. Like we ARE the story."

"Oooh. So someone right now is reading about us having dinner?"

"Yeah." [silence while we eat a bit more and then:] "Well... maybe not. This wouldn't be very fun to read about. I bet they'll skip this part."

1 comment:

Kelly said...

If only, we could skip through the parts of our day we didn't like!!!

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