One of the funny and frustrating aspects of being a parent are the conversations that transpire with your children. They are usually completely blunt, need some time to learn new concepts and ask questions. And more questions. And more questions. Yes, I know - of all people, I deserve this. But still. Take the following conversation between Isaac and I that took place at the hospital last week after he pointed at a fire alarm and asked, "What's that?"
Me: What does it say?
Isaac: Fire.
Me: Right.
Isaac: So if a fire is starting, it lights up?
Me: Yes.
Isaac: And then everyone leaves?
Me: Yes.
Isaac: Fires happen on Mother's Day and Father's Day and weekends and holidays?
Me: (stifling a laugh) Well, fires can happen on any day, but yes, on those days, too.
Isaac: Fires happen once a week?
Me: (really trying to hold back now) Fires could happen everyday - not just once a week.
Isaac: Fires happen in Elk Grove and Sacramento?
Me: (not trying to hold back - laughing out loud) Fires can happen anywhere, Isaac. But yes, they happen in Elk Grove and Sacramento.
These are important questions, folks. Good thing I have Isaac around to make me think about them.
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Geez Jeff, that's the kind of thing they teach in good schools. I'm surprised you didn't know that. You must have gone to a crappy school.
He did go to a crappy school. S'called "Enterprise High School"
Enterprise High School! My School! Just cause most of the bathroom stalls were without doors and we had to play our "home" football games at Shasta doesn't mean it was a crappy school.
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