Staring at the World Map pinned to his bedroom wall … “How do we get to the Purple Planet?”
“We go in a rocket.”
In retrospect, it’s a bit scary that I didn’t even need to pause to consider the answer.
“But HOW do we get there?”
“In a rocket.”
Staring at the map. “But we don’t have any rockets.” Considers this dilemma a bit more. “They are all at the store. Maybe we need to get one.”
“Mmn … definitely.” Carry on folding laundry.