tofu cars

i was so proud of huxley tonight.

he read his kid newspaper all by himself.

he explained to me about how a tadpole metamorphosizes into a froglet.

yes, metamorphosizes into a froglet!

he was able to add and subtract somewhat complex math questions quite proficiently, as well as memorize his february wall words with great aplomb.

before bed we read little vignettes from aesop's fables. his questions were abstract and piercing. thereafter, he got his world globe and went wild on his indiana jones mission, disappeared into the bush of africa to destroy the bad guys.

time for bed hux, i said.

he turned off the light.

i said, you are so smart and clever!

and i told him how free his mind was, and that such freedom would allow him to help build a stronger, cleaner world.

and he said, so i can smash the cars so the polar bears can live.

and i said, how does that help the polar bears?

and he said, well, if i destroy the cars that are polluting the world, it will stop the north pole from melting, and help the polar bears live.

ah, i said, yes it would do that. but rather than smashing the cars, it would be great to help create a more efficient fuel to run cars that won't pollute the world.

and he said, so maybe we should fuel cars with tofu instead of gasoline.

we both giggled.

and you're a comedian too, i said.

sleep tight polar bears, hux is hope!