Tuesday, April 29, 2008
My Three Year Old Son, The Philosopher
Exchange this morning with my son:
My Son: Where's John (a workman he'd just seen)?
Me: He's outside.
My son: But we can't see him.
Me: You're right. We can't see him but we know he's there. It's just like Hashem. Can we see Hashem?
My son: No.
Me: But do we know He's there?
My son: Yeah!
Me: Right, we know he's there because he made us.
My son: You and me, right?
Me: Right. He made us and he gives us our food.
My son: Yum Yum. And he gives us lollypops!
Me: Right, he gives us our food every single day.
My son: Who? John?
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