Friday, August 17, 2012

I took a walk with a three year old

I’ll tell you a story, she said.
Ok. Tell it.
Corduroy Loses A Button
Oh.  What button did he lose?
He lost the button on his pants.
Did his pants fall down?
Oh, so he still had one button holding them on.
Oh, he found the button in the bed.
Yes.  And the overalls were green.  Dark green.
Was he happy?
No. It wasn’t his button.
Were there two lost buttons?
No, no. Just one button.  One.
Well who’s button did he find?
I don’t know. 
By now she was exasperated and regretted telling me anything.
Ok, I said.
She was silent for a long time.
Is that the end of the story?
That’s nice, I said.   

1 comment:

  1. that was one of my favorite books to read to my kids and is still one of their favorites. but more to the point, i am still learning when to shut up. this is something i can learn from from your three year old.