The other day, my son and I took a walk. He wasn’t his usual chatty self–it turned out he was coming down with a cold–in fact, he was a bit of a grump. I kept trying to start conversations but he’d shut them down. I kept trying to hold his hand but he’d yank it away. After a while, he started walking on people’s yards instead of the sidewalk.
“What are you doing?” I asked.
“We’re sliced apart,” he said. “We’re sliced apart and we’re never going to heal.”
I have to say, I got a little misty.Continue reading “Kids Say the Most Incisive Things”