At work yesterday, I was sitting at the table with three of the boys and we were eating lunch. Out of the blue, Zan, who is six years old asked me a question.
“Kathy, are you poor”
I was truthful. “Yes, we are pretty poor. But we are okay.”
He thought a minute and then said, “You’re poor, but not too poor. You just don’t have money.”
I agreed with him that I did have a lot that others might not have, and that made me rich in some ways.
“You have a car.” He said. “And you have food.”
I agreed.
That was the end of that conversation. I have no idea why he thought to ask, unless he has overheard me talking to my son about bills at some point or something. I thought it was very touching that he had those thoughts. This is a child that will be silly and goofy at times, but then will blow my socks off at his insight. He is (besides being adorable) one of the most intelligent people I have had the pleasure of being around. Sharp as a tack, that child!
