this evening as zach and i were on our way home from an unproductive hunt for manila paper, he struck up a conversation about shooting stars. it amazes me how much he knows about stuff we've never talked about before.
the conversation took us through all the various aspects of shooting stars, from making wishes, to what stars are really made of. it didn't seem to bother him too much that any wish he made most likely would not come true... he was more interested in the anatomy of outer space. i'm no astronomer, but i did my best to answer what i could.
after the several moments of silence he took to ponder this new information... the conversation ended like this:
"mom, you need to make sure to remember to look out for shooting stars when we are in outer space."
"yep, that seems like a good thing to remember."
"i don't want us to get hit with a big ball of fire mom. will you remember to look out for shooting stars when we are in outer space."
"i'll do my best, zach."
"mom, i think you need to write it down when we get home."
"okay, will do."
2 comments:
Aren't you glad you have a superhero protecting you? He's such a smart little guy. I'm so proud of you.
Aw. I love him.
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