Answering Questions from a Kid
Recently my 6yo son asked me why homeless people didn’t have homes. Yeah.
I’m not sure how much time elapsed or how many hundreds or thousands of M’s made it into the “Ummmmmmm…” I whipped up, but I tried! I explained how some people make bad choices in life or have really bad things happen and this and that, and I could see it was working.
He’s was getting bored with my explanation. Yes! I did it! Bullet: DODGED!
Next time he gets bottomless-pit deep with a question I’ll try to remember the fire hydrant thingy. Or just plunge my hand into my back pocket and ask, “What’s your favorite flavor of ice cream again?” whilst madly waving my wallet like a white flag.
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