On the ride home from school The Mayor asked me what was for dinner.
"We're going to the market restaurant, Mayor."
"With who?" he asked.
"Just us, Mayor."
"No! I want someone to come with us!!" he screamed.
"You know, Mayor. Fretting over what we don't like is just a lot of fretting. What if we spent our time being happy and grateful about the things we do like?"
He was quiet.
I imagined my maternal wisdom soaking in and felt all pleased with myself.
But not being one to leave well enough alone I said,
"What do you think about that, Mayor? Should we spend our time appreciating the things we like?"
To which he responded,
"Um... Mom, why do dogs bark?"
Oh, how he sponges up the delicious gravy of my wisdom!!!
I am so Yoda.