Thursday, June 5, 2008

Not exactly Perry Mason

On Saturday I officiated at an argument worthy of witness by the Supreme Court. The defendant? Owen, age 3. The prosecutor? William, 3 himself.

W: "A truck is a car with a box."

O: "No it's NOT. It's a truck. A truck is not a car."

W: "Yes, yes it IIIIISSSSS! A truck IS a car!"

O: "No it's NOT! A truck is not a car, it's a truck!"

This conversation continues escalation, punctuated by a good-sized slap to the head, followed by another, at which point the parties were returned to the bench. Sobs all around.

Me: "Owen, you're right. A truck is a truck. And Will? You're right, too. A truck can, indeed, be a car."

O: "Nonna, that's not right."

W: "Yeah, Nonna, that's not right."

Me: "Well, at least you can agree about something."

Case dismissed.

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