That’s my boy

Just So You Know

The other day, I detailed my son’s incisive reasoning in regard to human-robot relations. Today, he made his Dad proud once more. We were down in the basement, playing around a bit, when John had a new idea for a game:

Dad, you be the cops, and I’ll be the Blues Brothers.

My heart just leapt. Then, not fifteen minutes later, he picked up a stick, handed it to me, and told me:

Let’s fight. You bring a sword, and I’ll bring a gun.

Such strong tactical awareness in a child not even four and a half years old.


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