Second Son, William, now a glorious 20-month old, is busy with his building bricks. Now when William is busy with his bricks nothing gets in his way.
And apparently I’m not the only one to have noticed this.
Eldest Son, Harry, my argumentative three year old, throws a brick at Second Son.
“Harry, stop doing that. You wouldn’t want me to throw a brick at you, would you?”
“No,” says Harry mutely.
“That’s right,” I intone, “and why wouldn’t you want me to throw a brick at you?”
“Because it would hurt.”
“Right, so why are you throwing bricks at William?”
“Because he’s too busy to care.”
And, try as I might, I really can’t argue with that.
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