Wishing – squashed like a bug

My oldest son was only at school for two measly weeks when he started pulling out gems like this one…

Cadar was singing away to himself in the car one afternoon – “When you wish upon a star, makes no difference who you are! When you wish upon a star, your dreams….come….true! When you wish, wish upon a star! ”

Then Oisin came out with (in a kindly and somewhat patronising tone)… ‘Actually, Cadar, when you wish upon a star, your dreams don’t REALLY come true. Stars are planets far far away, so far they are only tiny dots. SO how could wishing on one make your dreams come true?”

I was shocked. I suddenly realised that I have put my son’s entire life through ‘some sort of monstrous de-flavourising machine’. He is as pedantic and nitpicky as I am! At the tender age of five!

*So damn proud*


PS – Cadar just kept singing the song. Even when Oisin tried to drown him out with ‘Hey Diddle Diddle’.



3 responses to “Wishing – squashed like a bug

  1. As a fellow pedant I think you need to point out to your son that the vast majority of stars are actually far away suns, not planets šŸ™‚

  2. David Fawcett

    Hahahaha! I never thought that reason and rationality quashed creativity – only directed it.

    Adorable story. šŸ™‚

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )


Connecting to %s