I use Facebook as a medium through which I share my "anthropological studies" of my son. I try to record our more interesting conversations verbatim and take videos of him just being him, not videos of me asking him to perform like a monkey. I find these things fascinating and have often wondered if I should share them here too--would the readers of this blog enjoy these real life examples of the philosophy they read about? If you would, feel free to friend-request me on Facebook!
Here is an example of what I posted on Facebook today--it reminded me of a post I wrote not long ago about how much more connected I feel to my son than children his age who tell me their are Batman and then run around trying to defeat bad guys. These are the kinds of things a two-year-old who is obsessed with reality ask--
[Last night, pitch black, Anders and Mama cuddle and talk about their day before going to sleep.]
Anders: Bees hungry?
Mama: Yes, I think so.
Anders: Bees like scrambled eggs?
Mama: I don't think so. You like scrambled eggs when you're hungry, but I think bees like the pollen in flowers and other sweet foods.
Anders: Bees fly. Bzzzzzz. Ducks fly. Fish fly?
Mama: No, fish don't fly. But they can jump very high.
Anders: Fish jump. Jumpin'! Jumpin' fly. Fish jump fly.
Mama: Yeah, fish do look like they're flying when they jump. You're thinking of the dolphins we saw today.
Anders: Chickens fly?
Mama: No they don't and it's tricky because they do have wings just like ducks and the other birds, but chickens can only glide a little bit; they can't fly.
Anders: Horses! Horses jump. Hooooorrrrsses! Horses floss?
Mama: Horses have teeth like us, but they don't floss.
[Mama hears the heavy breathing of her toddler fast asleep.]