Things Eddie Says

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!