Perspective on Time

We had just finished listening to Elizabeth sing in her school choir. I told the kids that I needed to run to the store really quickly before returning home. The prospect of them receiving a treat silenced any objections. When we got to the store and were walking through the parking lot, Emma asked, "Mom, what time is it?" I answered, "It is a little after 7:00." She enthusiastically exclaimed, "Cool, we have a whole hour to waste!"

Round & Round

Nathan: "I want to go to his house."
Me: "His who?"
Nathan: "He has a sandbox."
Me: "Who is he?"
Nathan: "He is him in the house that has a sandbox!"
Me: "Where is his house?"
Nathan "His house is his home with the sandbox!" (While he looked into my eyes pleading for me to just know.)

This continues for several minutes: Round & Round.
At this point, (feeling badly that I'm daft) I think about Tessa's friend who is over....

Me: "Is He Ellie's brother?"
Nathan: "YES!!!"

Phew!