Flowers
So today was one of those days where you think to yourself, “I know I love him, but….” And at the last second when I thought that I could darn near use the country phrase “I will beat your butt” to my eldest child, he pulls out this one…
We were riding home from a very loud trip to Target and there was silence in the car for about three minutes. I thought maybe B had fallen asleep, but no. From the backseat comes the question, “How do you make bananas?” “Real bananas?” I ask. “Bananas you eat.” Well….here comes the whole bananas grow on trees just like apples, but not just any tree, a banana tree. This leads to more questions about how and why different trees grow different items and what stems versus trunks are. Bridger pauses and says, “I like trees that grow flowers the best. Do you know why?”
“No, Bridge, why?”
“Because then I can pick the flowers and give them to you because flowers are pretty like you.”
OK….so we won’t sell him on the black market today….
Such a smart little fellow.
Jean Etheridge
June 15, 2009 at 2:05 pm