Where does time go?
“Where do days go when they are over, Daddy?”
Huh?
We were on our way home from Kindergarten. What do you mean, Baby?
“When a day is over, where does it go?”
Ummmm…..well, it doesn’t go anywhere. When it is over it is in the past. It’s gone. It’s only in our memories.
“So when a day is over, it is dead, like our ancestors? Only left in our minds?”
Wow. I’m having a college-level philosophy discussion with a five year old, and he has the better grasp of it than I do.
Huh?
We were on our way home from Kindergarten. What do you mean, Baby?
“When a day is over, where does it go?”
Ummmm…..well, it doesn’t go anywhere. When it is over it is in the past. It’s gone. It’s only in our memories.
“So when a day is over, it is dead, like our ancestors? Only left in our minds?”
Wow. I’m having a college-level philosophy discussion with a five year old, and he has the better grasp of it than I do.
posted by Wil | 6:49 AM
3 Comments:
I have a grandson that's almost five (I call him Baby as well) and a grandaughter that's two and a half. My wife and I spend about three months a year living at our oldest daughter's house with our grandchildren, daughter, and son-in-law. We have a great time. I love the wisdom of children. When do we lose that? How do we encourage it so it doesn't go away?
Rio is a special boy.
That is great, using his mind in the abstract. Some kids don't get that for another 5 years. sort of like the sign about testing while driving.
Isn't it great to watch a child's mind at work?! I love it!
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