Last week I was sick from Salmonella that I got from Alfalfa Sprouts - but that is another post for another time. While I was convalescing on the couch Eddie had a very important question:
Eddie: Mommy, how big is my brain?
Me: Come here and put your fists together - thats how big your brain is
Eddie grunts
Me: Whats wrong?
Eddie: Its just I want to have a big brain
Me: Ok
Eddie: Is it going to grow?
Me: Yes Eddie as you grow your brain will grow
Eddie: (with a sigh of relief) Oh good cause I don't want to have a small brain
Me: Ok why not
Eddie: Because I want to have a bigger brain than everyone else, I want to know more than everyone else
Me: It doesn't matter how big your brain is.
Eddie: Moooooooooom (with a frustrated tone) If you have a small brain you can't fit anything in it.
He is five, I don't know what prompted this conversation, I don't know why he was suddenly worried about his brain. But now I catch him putting his fists together and touching his head to see if it has grown. This is definitely my child. Poor guy!
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