My three-year-old son has a unique kind of logic. You can’t always follow it, but it’s sure fun to go along for the ride. Here’s a conversation the other morning between he and my wife:
Son: I love everyone! I love everyone in the whole world.
Mom: Oh, that’s very nice, honey.
Son: Even you, Mommy.
Mom: Oh. Don’t you mean especially me?
Son: I love my teeth. I brush them.
Mom: That’s very good.
Son: It’s good to brush your teeth.