(Conversation I had with Ethan when he was 7 years old. I know he looks older in the picture so just use your imagination. It was a few years ago.)
Daddy, why do you cry sometimes?
It depends. I cry sometimes like anyone else.
Yeah. Like that time once before when you were telling mom about how mad you were at your family and stuff.
You understood all that?
Yeah. I understand everything.
Hey, you know, sometimes parents are bad because their parents were bad to them, and their parents were bad to them.
Yeah, well I don’t want to make those same mistakes with you so that you end up hating me. So there’e a reason behind it.
I wouldn’t hate you.
I bet you weren’t appreciated when you were a kid. huh?
Ethan, you’re 7. How did you get so smart and insightful.
hmmmm…. I watch a lot of TV.