oma, elise and i went to chick-fil-a yesterday to enjoy a lunch out together and let elise play in the play area (now that she's coming out of her shell and is willing to talk to most anyone and attempt new toys, that were scary not that long ago). anyway, while in the play area, a little boy named Jacob (and his sister Julia) introduced themselves to us. before long Jacob was calling elise by name, saving her from getting knocked down by little girls coming down the slide, and so on.
as a kindergarten teacher, i thought i'd had my fair share of kid conversations--you know the ones--where they do most of the talking and you listen, nod your head, slip in an "uh-huh" here and there...well this conversation with jacob (who's 7 and 1/4 years old, i might add) topped them all!
i heard about everything from his dad's broken collar bone and torn wrist ligaments, to how yesterday was take your kid to work day and his dad is an engineer, to his favorite sports being tennis and swimming, to how tall he is for his age, to comparing our favorite star wars movies...and on and on it went...i enjoyed every minute of it, i have to say. this kid was so sweet, so kind, so intelligent and the conversation so enjoyable.
but (and my main reason for even writing this post) was that the highlight of the entire conversation was this:
Jacob: I know it sounds crazy to some people, but I'm not going to get married.
Me: Why?
Jacob: It's Jedi tradition.
how can you argue with that logic?
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