We were on our way to the bus pickup point this morning for the boys summer camp.
The drive takes about 20 minutes.
J: “Is turkey bacon kosher?”
Me: “Yes, if the turkey was killed in a kosher manner.”
J: “I want to get a peacock and kill it and eat it. Is peacock kosher?”
Me: “I don’t think so, but why would you want to do that? Peacocks are beautiful to look at – we don’t kill them and eat them.”
J: “Are peacocks afraid of dinosaurs?”
Me: “Dinosaurs were extinct long before peacocks appeared.”
J: “Well, what about mummies. Are peacocks afraid of mummies?”
Me: “I wouldn’t think peacocks would know anything about mummies, so they wouldn’t be scared.”
S: “Besides, mummies are dead!”
J: “What about vampires, would vampires drink the blood of peacocks?”
S: “Vampires aren’t real!”
J: “So, who would win: vampires or peacocks?”
S (exasperated): “But, vampires aren’t real!”
There was a little more in this surreal vein. Then we got to the drop-off point. It was a little chilly, and J wanted his sweatshirt on. I pulled his Spider-Man sweatshirt over his head, and felt a small round object in the front pocket. I pulled it out, and it looked like this:
J said: “That’s a present for you, Mommy.” So I put it in my pocket.
And, half-way through my busy day today, seeing lots of sick patients, and a few well ones, I put my hand in my pocket, and found this odd little grape-shaped plastic something, and it made me smile.
Aren’t kids fun?
I think I may put it back in my pocket tomorrow…