From the Mind of a 7 Year Old
And it went something like this. .
Taj: Daddy ,I want to make a book...
Me: for ? What?..that's a waste of paper.. Why?
Taj: so that I can remember my mummy...
Me: but you won't forget your mummy..
Taj: will grandma forget her parents..as you get old you forget your parents.
Me: no Taj you don't forget your mummy...go and ask your grandma..her mother's name...
Off he goes... minutes later .
Taj: yes daddy .. grandma remember her parents name..
Perplexed look....
Taj: Grandma's parents are waiting on her in heaven...?
Me: yes Taj ..grandmas parents are waiting for her in heaven..
What's up with this child, children used to think about Dora,and Top cat and Superman..
This some deep DEEEP reasoning.
Copyright © Paul Nairne | Year Posted 2018
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