The things kids say, right? My seven-year old never fails to make me laugh with some of the things that come out of his mouth. I will often catch my husband’s eye across the dinner table and we will share a knowing look and then burst into laughter with whatever #Xavierism has just been spouted.
One morning last week, on our walk to the bus stop, X-man stops and points to the ground, littered with fallen, brightly-coloured leaves and asks, all innocent-like: “Mommy, is that a Toronto Maple Leaf?”
I chuckled, of course, and then answered with an emphatic, “Yes. Yes, it is.” Because, close enough.
“Why is it called a Toronto Maple Leaf?” he questioned.
And then, though I didn’t really want to, I gently explained the difference between the maple leaf and the hockey player.
I need to begin keeping better track of these quotes because they are so special to me and someday, I hope they’ll be as meaningful to my son.