My youngest is my thinker. He contemplates all the big questions in life, and comes up with some interesting answers. He also asks me many questions I either never thought of or am not ready for. Here is the latest example.
Last night I was tucking my sweet little 3 year old boy into bed when he suddenly became very concerned. I asked him what was wrong and he said " the wolf come eat me like pig". Now I know the story of the big bad wolf, so I just told him our house was strong like the little pig with the brick house. I pointed out that the wolf could never get in that house and the pigs danced and sang the days away. The wolf ,as I recall, ran off with a burned bottom. He then became concerned with the strength of our door, windows, etc. After what seemed like forever and a day the many ways a wolf could get into our house and eat us like a pig were covered. He then went to sleep and left me to wonder what new questions he would ask in the morning.
Wednesday, January 9, 2008
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