Friday, 11 September 2015

Life summed up: Conversation with a 6-year old

It's lunchtime and I've just fetched Mr Pieman from preschool when he asks: "Can we please go to the Wimpy for ice cream?" 
I decide that on this particular Friday afternoon, the indulgent pleasure of some one-on-one time with him over a Bar One Sundae outweighs the importance of an overflowing Inbox.
"Okay," I say.
Mr Pieman is delighted and surprised. Then worried. "But Mommy, how do we know the ice cream machine isn't broken?"
"Why would it be broken? It won't be broken, it will be fine," I reassure him.
"You're right," he decides, "It's probably not broken." He stares quietly out the car's window for a  minute, deep in thought. Then: "Mommy, why can't I guess the future?"
I'm a little surprised by the question, and for a moment I don't know how to answer
. "Well," I eventually say, "You can guess, but you won't know for sure until it happens."
"Sometimes I'll be right and sometimes I'll be wrong," he says confidently. 
"Exactly."
He brightens, and concludes the conversation: "It's OK. I don't need to know the future. Even if the ice cream machine is broken, I'll be fine." 

I think he will.

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