thoughts of a 4-year-old boy

Scene:  in the car with the 4-year-old, driving to pick up the 6-year-old

GRAHAM: Mommy, I’ve never seen you cry before.

CHERIS: Oh, everyone cries sometimes.  I just cried a little on the way to pick you up because I heard a sad song on the radio.

G: Why was it sad?

C: It was about two people who loved each other but couldn’t stay together.

G: Why couldn’t they stay together?

C:  They weren’t good for each other.

G: Why weren’t they good for each other?

C: They were selfish and didn’t treat each other nicely.  So they weren’t happy together.

G: Why didn’t they treat each other nicely?

C: Ummm… maybe their parents didn’t teach them how.

G:  Why didn’t their parents teach them how?

C:  Maybe they didn’t know how to do it.

G: Why didn’t they know how to do it?

C:  Probably because their parents didn’t know how to do it.

G:  Why didn’t their parents know how to do it?

C: (sigh) Society.

G: What’s society?

C:  Um… all the people, and how they behave together.

Long silence.

G: (quietly) Mommy?  Will you teach me how to do that?

C: What?

G:  Umm… how to be… uhh… so I can…ummm… I don’t know how to say it…

C:  You want to know how to treat people nicely?  So you won’t be sad like in the song?

G: Yeah.

3 responses to “thoughts of a 4-year-old boy”

  1. Amber

    I love this. Such a sweet boy!

  2. Mom

    Snif. He is such a sweet boy.

  3. Merritt

    If I heard that conversation sung to music on the radio while driving, I would totally cry. So precious!

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