Yesterday, as Friggs and I were driving back from the DMV where I had to register my car in our new county, he enlightened me on the process of water distribution.
"Dad, there's a big, big water tower!"
"Yes, it's cool and very tall, isn't it?"
"Yeah, and that's how we get our water at our house!"
"That's right."
"It's all full of water. The big "O" at the top is like a huge circle and there's lots and lots of many waters in there."
"Oh, cool."
"Then it goes down, down, down and to our house for us to drink."
"Wow, Friggs, you sure know a lot about how water gets to our house."
"Uh-huh. And when you want milk and grape juice, they're in the jugs at the store. Because there's no milk or grape juice towers. That would be silly."
"I agree."
So, there you have it. A lesson on the distribution of various liquids from a three-year-old. Kim and I honestly have no idea where he learned what a water tower is, much less how he knows there are pipes from it to our house. And I'm fairly certain this is not innate knowledge. Our best guess is Bob the Builder or Sesame Street, but who knows?
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I love it! Kids are so precious! It is amazing what we can learn from them...
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