The following is a conversation initiated out of the blue by my 2-year-old son E- (who's lately been known to loudly demand to know "why you put me in trouble?!?" and to order us to "[not] talk to me again, ever!") with my wife J- one day after she got home from work:
E- (very seriously, as if honor-bound to tattle on me for an internationally recognized crime): Daddy yell, at me.
J-: Daddy yelled at you? Were you being naughty?
E- (mildly offended): I NOT, be... naughty.
J-: You weren't naughty? Then why was Daddy yelling at you?
E-: ...
E-: ...
E- (happily, aborting the plan and going for a distraction): I can jump, jump, jump around! I jump around your bed!
J-: Were you being naughty? Was that why Daddy was yelling at you?
E-: ... (runs from the room)
You may enjoy my previous J- conversations, (2YO son) E- conversations, (9YO son) D- conversations, and (6YO daughter) M- conversations.
2 comments:
Silence is golden.
And highly revealing.
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