Sunday, February 6, 2011

From the mouth of babes: 4 year old Filip

I'm opening this blog mid-Egyptian/Tunisian uprising, still ongoing. But in contrast to the turmoil in Egypt, I will begin with my son:

You follow the train prints, he said.

What are trainprints, I asked.

The tracks trains leave that we have to follow.

Do we have to sniff them, I asked.

No, he said, they're metal.

Let's go, I said, and we went.

No comments:

Post a Comment