Small children, they can be deep. Very deep. Regular little philosophy PhD's, they are. I remember (vaguely) philosophy classes in college, where it was a popular subject with cool, pot-smoking professors. How we would pick apart Sartre, Nietzsche , Heidegger! Hours and hours of entertainment! But how did THEY get to be so well-known for commenting on the little things, making them larger and more important and, as a result, more depressing? But back to the wisdom of small children, often in the form of a question...that may be isn't really a question after all!!! On our walk yesterday, which should, perhaps, be more accurately renamed The Whinefest, since the entire 30 minutes it takes us to complete the loop with the dogs is accompanied by this:
(high-pitched whining child's voice) I don't want to go on a walk todaayyyy!!
(Gentle, kind adult voice) This is part of taking care of our pets. They need exercise every day. See how happy they are?
My legs hurt!!
Life is full of pain! Get used to it, and go away inside your head to your Happy Place!
It's too far/too cold/too steep/too long/too whatever!!
We're almost there!! (now voice touched with note of exasperation)
Why do we have to do thhiisss???
BECAUSE I SAID SO!!
How quickly we (I) devolve. Anyway, after Flipper finally realized that I did, indeed, mean it when I told her that there would be no visit to the pool if the whining did not immediately cease and desist, we had a fairly pleasant time. We came to a wide, slow-moving part of Bolin Creek, and every day, at the exact same spot, there is a loud splash as something escapes into the water, fleeing our approach. Wisely, I might add. I thought it was a large frog, but I am no longer convinced this is the case. yesterday I saw a few bubbles, and ever-widening ripples, which makes me think it is something bigger.
Flipper silently registered the ripples as well, and several minutes later asked her "Deep Thought" question: "The small little waves in the water in a circle...what does it mean?"
Now, my answer could take one of many forms:
A Grateful Dead song, and why it was Rare, and yes, Mommy saw/heard it once. I think. Hard to rmeemebr those little details like set lists. OR
"The ripples are a reflection of the disruption of the water's surface tension..." OR
"The little waves are symbolic of how our actions affect those around us...let's talk about the butterfly and the death of a far-away star..." OR
"The ripples show humanity's interconnectedness with nature and how we are all One with the Universe..." OR (my personal favorite)
"They don't mean a damn thing."
No, I didn't actually say ANY of the above out loud, as I am nicer than that! No, really, I am!!
Instead, I tried to deduce what SHE meant (as opposed to the ripples). And what SHE wanted to know was what made them. Easy answer, though perhaps not quite as fun as the above.
In another example of Her Deepness, I asked her once, just for the hell of it, what happened to people when they die. I mean, isn't that the ultimate question, the biggie, the one most people think they have the answer to, but no one really does? I couldn't wait to hear her take on something that she has no concept of... I mean, it hardly stops the rest of us from having all the answers does it? Her response? "They go around and around the world and then come back again in someone else." Frankly, I found this a terrifyingly accurate description of reincarnation...something that us non-church-going Unitarians don't believe. No idea where she got that little piece of wisdom. Perhaps better NOT to know.