Monday, October 8, 2012

What d'ya know?


Hudson asked me one morning, “Do police vans have sirens?”
“I don’t know, buddy.”
“Don’t you know everything?”
“No, there are lots of things I don’t know.”
“Well, daddy says you know everything.”
I may not know everything, but I know that my husband is a smart man and my son is going to make someone very happy one day.

Later that day, we saw an airplane while we were driving home from the grocery store.  Hudson wanted to know if it carried 2 or 5 people.  Why only these two options, I don’t know, but I said, “You know who knows a lot about airplanes? Opi.  You should ask him.” (Opi is my father, it means grandpa in German)
“What does Omi know a lot about?”
I told him that she knew a lot about computers, cooking, and gardening.  I asked him, “What do you know a lot about?” expecting an answer of cars or trains.  Instead he said this, “I know a lot about why potties need to be clean and sparkly.”  He went on to tell me that you have to wipe the dirty away so people can potty in them.  I’m not sure if he’s trying to tell me something about the state of our bathrooms or if I should just be happy that he knows that toilets, ideally, should be clean.

So to sum up the day, my family thought I knew everything, now know I know nothing and my son knows a lot about toilets.

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