Out Of The Mouths Of Babes: In The Car

Sometimes I wonder what it is about riding in the car that has such a profound effect on conversation. From my experience I have found that either one of two things happen: either A. the ability to talk at all magically disappears or B. the words literally spill out like a bubbling little brook, often running into and over each other in their haste to reach the sea. Well, among my children, the latter is most often the case. Often Zander and Asher will talk right over each other in the race to be heard with Tiernan bringing up the rear, fiercely babbling to keep up. On one such ride in the car it went like this:

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• Zander: Dad, what do you want to be when you grow up?

• Trachelle: (chuckling and answering for John because he was driving) Dad is a Logistician.

• Zander: A what?

• Trachelle: A Logistician.

• Zander: Why? What is that?
  

Now at this point I am wracking my brain for a way to describe what logistics is to a five-year-old when most adults I talk to have no idea what it is. But before I could even answer, Zander saved me with his simple child-like logic.

• Zander: Oh I know why, because he knows secret passwords and he unlocks things. I want to be one of those too. Just like Dad.

Whewww! I thought, dodged a bullet with that one. And left it at that. So basically, Dad is a Super-Hero, which is what I hope my boys will always think about their dad. Still to this day, I believe that my dad has a super-hero suit under his shirt. *grinning* His explanation was a lot more exciting than what I was going to say anyway.