A friend of mine told me that 4 is a gift for surviving 3...and our little respite before the whole "school years" start. I am enjoying the hell out of my 4 year old. It's not always sunshine-y, but most of the time I am filled with wonder at his growing body, his expanding mind, his interesting sense of justice, and his voluminous curiosity. His ideas often make me think, I mean, REALLY think. And sometimes I have to admit, I just don't know.
H: What do you do if you have an emergency in the middle of the night?
M: Call 911.
H: Have you ever had an emergency in the middle of the night?
M: Yes, when you were trying to come out of my tummy.
H: Did you have to dial 911-send?
M: Nope, I just woke up daddy and he drove me to the hospital.
H: Oh my gosh was the hospital even OPEN? How did they know you had an emergency??
M: The hospital is always open!
H: Can they close when no one is having an emergency?
M: Nope, they stay open to take care of sick people, people having babies, and just in case someone has an emergency.
H: So will the hospital stay open forever, and ever, and ever, and ever until the earth is dead?
H: OH MY GOSH! Can the Earth DIE?!
Oh boy...This is a tricky one, but I love this kid.
Appreciate something small today!