tidbits of wisdom from the little guy

Yesterday, I took the Little People for a walk. The Little Guy wanted to go downtown to Linear Park, which is a historical trail along Cross Creek downtown. He thought it would be good because it’s historical (yes, on his day off, he wanted to do something educational). I was looking for free parking, and the Little Guy commented, “It’s good to save money. That way you have more to share with people who don’t have anything.”
He enjoyed the walk, and was intrigued by the homeless encampment we saw under a bridge, which resulted in more discussion. He had a good time, which only got better when we saw a highline truck repairing railroad track and then went by the railyard and saw actual shunting in progress. Oh yes, hot shunting action. Last night, he called to me from bed, upset that yesterday had been such a good day that there was no way the next day could improve upon it.
This afternoon, I was talking with him about Frederick Douglass. He was impressed that the book was historical and true. I told him about Mrs. Auld teaching Douglass to read, despite it being illegal. He thought that was strange: “But reading is good. Why wouldn’t they teach slaves to read?” I explained why, but he was intrigued by Mrs. Auld: “She knew that reading was good even though she didn’t know that slavery was bad.”