“We’re rich!”
I was waiting in Lawrence’s room tonight, as he was supposed to go get his favorite stuffed animals, Monkey and Blue, when I heard him say, “We’re rich!” It took a few seconds for me to realize what in the world he was talking about. I had just brought out from the garage the gold-plated silverware that I inherited from my grandparents. I guess to Lawrence, it looked like pirate treasure. He said, “We’re rich, all of us! You and me and Daddy.” I explained to him that it was really just “painted” with gold, but didn’t belabor the point, so he could pretend to himself that we had struck it rich.
September 20th, 2007 at 9:35 am
Innocence … it’s a treasure onto itself.