Tuesday, January 17, 2006

A conversation with Ethan

Last night I had this conversation with Ethan:

Ethan: Today was Martin Luther King’s Birthday.
Me: Did you talk about that at school today?
Ethan. Is he a kid?
Me: Well, no.
Ethan: He didn’t have a birthday cake.
Me: What?
Ethan: He’s dead. Dead people don’t eat cake.

A few minutes later.

Ethan: Did you and Daddy used to be kids?
Me: Yes.
Ethan: Did you eat birthday cake with Martin Luther King when you were kids?
Me: No, I didn’t know him.
Ethan: Maybe you were dead then.

dena at 9:35 AM

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9 Comments

at 10:43 AM Anonymous said...: I love a small child's reasoning!
at 11:38 AM soapbox.SUPERSTAR said...: HA! Kaiden LOVES talking about death.
at 11:55 AM Anonymous said...: Wait a minute!! You mean we don't get birthday cake any more once we die?!? :(

Ethan is very wise for a four year old!! :)
at 12:09 PM Anonymous said...: See...stuff like that makes me think there is hope for the world after all...one filled with happiness and birthday cake, even when you are dead!
at 12:57 PM OldLady Of The Hills said...: What a delightful conversation and his no nonesense logic is right on!! (lol)
at 4:00 PM Juggling Mother said...: History is a really confusing concept to kids. Anything more than five years ago is "the olden days" and everybody knows everybody.

When Mstr A first started school & was taught about Jesus & the bible, he kept asking me if I had been there, and didn't understand that 2000 years was along time ago, even to old old me!
at 9:45 PM Anonymous said...: Jackson's preschool, the one with all the stepford children, didn't mention MLK, but we did our own lesson at home. So now that he is in Kindergarten we asked him what he learned about MLK at school and he tells us that "he liked to ride a bike, someone blew his house up with a bomb, and then they killed him."
at 6:52 AM The Mistress of the Dark said...: LOL! The things that kids come up with :)
at 9:28 AM melissa said...: Seems logical to me! : ) Very cute.

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