Zen Master two year olds

“What is the sound of one hand clapping?” I asked my friend’s fussy two year old yesterday, thinking I had thrown her a real stumper. To my surprise, she immediately held up her hand, then began to open and close it. I was absolutely flabbergasted. She had been really fussy due to missed naps (lots of holiday excitement in the house) and I was hoping to just sort of confuse her to get her to stop fidgeting and fussing for a minute while we were eating dinner. The last thing I expected was an answer.

I have decided to buy her one of those books of unanswerable philosophical questions for her birthday next year. Who knows what other wisdom she holds?

Anyone else have any funny kid stories from this weekend?

Over the weekend, my four-year-old decided she is a bird. She insists on referring to getting dressed as “putting on your morning feathers” and “putting on your bedtime feathers”, all of her meals and snacks are referred to as “worms”, and I am addressed as “Mama Bird”.

That was Bart Simpson’s answer to the age old question, too.

While we were driving around yesterday, my husband put in a Berlitz Hebrew CD. (He’s learning Hebrew just for the heck of it.) It was one of those where they say a useful phrase (“This is not what I ordered”) and then repeat it in Hebrew. The disc had been over for a few minutes and we were all lost in thought. Suddenly my 5-year-old son said, “The moon is bigger than an airplane.”

Then he waited exactly the right number of beats and produced a “translation” in perfect mock-Hebrew.