Big, Besher style
August 28, 2009Yesterday I took Besh to the mall to do our normal play with toys at Pottery Barn Kids, ride the elevators, play the Wii at GameStop run that we do at least once a week. For the past month or so they’ve had one of those bunjie-cord-jump-on-trampoline deals in the center court. He’s seen them before, even tried one in Lake Tahoe a year ago. Well, he got strapped in and then freaked out.
Yesterday he decided he wanted to jump on it. So he did, for about 2 minutes until the guy helping him sent him flying really, really high and that scared him. But it was a good adventure.
On the way home, I wanted to make sure he wasn’t still scared. Got this surprise instead.
Me: “Besh, you remember the big jumping thing in the mall?”
Besh: “Oh yes!”
“That was fun!”
“It was fun. But it went too high.”
“Yeah. But if I was a little boy I would have gone super, super high. But they didn’t have those when I was a boy.”
“You were a little boy at some point?”
“Of course. But now I’m too big for that jumping thing.”
“Well, you know, sometime later you can be a little boy again.”
“I can?”
“Yes. When I grow up. And I will watch you.”
“That will be awesome!”
I love it. How can you reason with such sound logic Dad?
Why would I want to argue with it? I fully intend to turn into a little boy and have him watch me in a few decades.
That would require you to have to leave your boyhood to “go back to boyhood”…I’m pretty sure you never left…I know I haven’t…