This is how a conversation went with my husband and son yesterday:
Dad: Ok, son, let's get ready to go.
Son: Oh, Dad, while we are out can we go to Home Depot?
Dad: What do you need at Home Depot?
Son: A small nail.
Dad: A small nail?
Son: Yeah, a pretty small nail.
Dad: What are you going to do with the pretty small nail?
(Wait for it....)
Son: Well, ya know the screw that goes in my glasses?...yeah, it came out and I was thinking if could find a small nail, then I could use that so my glasses stay together and the lense stops falling out. (said so matter-of-factly)
Dad: (somewhat holding back bewilderment) How about this? How about we swing by the eye doctor and have them fix your glasses for you?
Son: I guess so.
I have too applaude my son for practicing some problem solving skills. He did seem like the air was let out when he didn't get to use a pretty small nail, though.
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2 comments:
that's pretty dang cute. I would have liked to see him hammer that nail into his glasses. :)
I love, love this story!!!! I laughed right out loud! I love reading your blog!!!
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