Saturday, February 14, 2009
So so wrong
Tooie came into the laundry room/closet the other day and said solemnly to me, "Mommy, I did a terrible wrong to you." "Excuse me?" I said, sure that my two-year-old son had not just said such a thing. "I did a terrible wrong to you," he repeated. "What did you do?" quoth I. "I knocked it over," confessed my green-eyed son. I had no idea what he was talking about. Turns out he had knocked over the coat rack. A Terrible Wrong.
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2 comments:
how did he come to think that that was a terrible wrong? Or rather, how does he have that concept?
He was probably introduced to wrong and right by his sisters, who have strong senses of rectitude
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