tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26951738.post7673354385058835585..comments2024-03-18T23:49:35.716-07:00Comments on The Splintered Mind: "Toys R Us". Are They Us?Eric Schwitzgebelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11541402189204286449noreply@blogger.comBlogger17125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26951738.post-84745512498515756932008-02-11T15:11:00.000-08:002008-02-11T15:11:00.000-08:00Cute! If you keep them coming, I might do a "best...Cute! If you keep them coming, I might do a "best of" at some point.Eric Schwitzgebelhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11541402189204286449noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26951738.post-68058711819904587612008-02-09T15:58:00.000-08:002008-02-09T15:58:00.000-08:00"Becky: If you are daddy's daddy, Nonno, and daddy..."Becky: If you are daddy's daddy, Nonno, and daddy is my daddy, then you are my daddy."<BR/><BR/>The sophists Euthydemus and Dionysodorus seem to use similar sorts of arguments in Plato's 'Euthydemus' (297d-299a): e.g.<BR/><BR/>"Since [your dog] is a father and he is yours, the dog turns out to be your father, and you are the brother of puppies, aren't you?"<BR/><BR/>--<BR/><BR/>Alice (3? 4?): This is my pyro-ribbon.<BR/>Greg: Oh really?<BR/>Alice (fluttering the ribbon at Greg): Now you're on fire!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26951738.post-79020387454518112582008-02-03T11:58:00.000-08:002008-02-03T11:58:00.000-08:00It's funny reading these philosophers talk about h...It's funny reading these philosophers talk about how we acquire this and that knowledge about the world, who obviously haven't spent any time with young children who are actually acquiring knowledge and learning about the world.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26951738.post-79337099678293409482008-02-02T06:56:00.000-08:002008-02-02T06:56:00.000-08:00I berate myself regularly for failing to write dow...I berate myself regularly for failing to write down the funny, clever, and philosophical things my sons (now 6 and 3) say (and for failing to videotape them more). I think someone needs to start a blog or something that would help us remember to do it (and share with each other). I love the examples here. <BR/><BR/>Just a couple of mine:<BR/>Lucas at 5: "Sam was born to make messes, mommy and daddy were born to be teachers, and I was born to help people."<BR/><BR/>Lucas at 5: “Daddy, I hope we die at the same time so I don’t have to live without you.”<BR/><BR/>One of my friends' 6 year-olds: Teacher after walking over to a distracted Luke: "Why don't we try to get through your writing assignment?"<BR/>Luke (annoyed and rolls eyes): "Don't you have some work of your own to do??"<BR/><BR/>By the way, doing analogies with your 5-6+ year old can be quite interesting and fun.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26951738.post-39735473851327305652008-01-31T19:03:00.000-08:002008-01-31T19:03:00.000-08:00Another one:"How do they play football? They throw...Another one:<BR/><BR/>"How do they play football? They throw the ball and then hit each other?" (3-5)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26951738.post-53593338867743555502008-01-31T02:02:00.000-08:002008-01-31T02:02:00.000-08:00Dear Eric,Thanks for posting those, some classic 4...Dear Eric,<BR/><BR/>Thanks for posting those, some classic 4 yr old sayings!<BR/><BR/>I'm digging my 2 yr olds' reason explanations at the moment (or lack thereof).<BR/><BR/>Dad: why did you hit me?<BR/>J: cos' I hit daddy.<BR/><BR/>Dad: why don't you want to say good morning to Mum?<BR/>J: because the rain and clouds, the rain come down the clouds!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26951738.post-47028210208432727812008-01-30T09:23:00.000-08:002008-01-30T09:23:00.000-08:00Thanks for all those cute examples, folks. Neat!Thanks for all those cute examples, folks. Neat!Eric Schwitzgebelhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11541402189204286449noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26951738.post-58245979886049002842008-01-30T07:11:00.000-08:002008-01-30T07:11:00.000-08:00Aunt: Devin, you're too cute.Devin (3): No I'm not...Aunt: Devin, you're too cute.<BR/>Devin (3): No I'm not. I'm three cute.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26951738.post-90788058841373140452008-01-29T17:25:00.000-08:002008-01-29T17:25:00.000-08:00"When I was born, I was a baby, right?" 3-4"When I was born, I was a baby, right?" 3-4Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26951738.post-9863231286603735602008-01-29T17:11:00.000-08:002008-01-29T17:11:00.000-08:00my friend's 4/5 year old while on a walk at the pa...my friend's 4/5 year old while on a walk at the park:<BR/><BR/>Mommy, I like the park...all of this, the birds, the trees, the frogs, it makes me feel very calm.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26951738.post-48376658673260172792008-01-29T08:37:00.000-08:002008-01-29T08:37:00.000-08:00Oops, it should be 'next day' instead of 'today'.I...Oops, it should be 'next day' instead of 'today'.<BR/>I got that from old writing, and forgot to change that word :)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26951738.post-31984630218220961012008-01-29T08:36:00.000-08:002008-01-29T08:36:00.000-08:00One day I told my daughter Mila, then 2 year old, ...One day I told my daughter Mila, then 2 year old, about some happenings when her brother was young. And she asked, “was I very small then?”. I told her that she was not, that she wasn’t born.<BR/><BR/>Two days after that together with my wife and my kids we went in another city, done some shopping, few coffee stops, got some pizza, and before return, we went to see some friends. My daughter slept through our visit to friends.<BR/><BR/>Today I was asking her where were we, and at the end told her that we were also at my friends place, and that she was sleeping.<BR/><BR/>She said “I wasn’t born then”, looking at me, waiting for confirmation.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26951738.post-86619973384942072562008-01-29T06:58:00.000-08:002008-01-29T06:58:00.000-08:00Hi Eric,Lots of fun to read these - esp since my w...Hi Eric,<BR/><BR/>Lots of fun to read these - esp since my wife and I are expecting a baby in July -- Thanks!<BR/><BR/>AND: I love the comment by the financial philosopher.Brad Chttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12698027539432083841noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26951738.post-19053459277253077292008-01-29T06:27:00.000-08:002008-01-29T06:27:00.000-08:00"I'd rather have my Daddy than money." My, then 4-..."I'd rather have my Daddy than money." <BR/><BR/>My, then 4-year old, son asked me why I missed his Christmas play and was away from home so often. Of course, my reply to him was that I had to "work hard for our family to earn money for the things we have."<BR/><BR/>He instantly gave the reply, "I'd rather have my Daddy than money." Those words, given two years ago, changed my life and perspective on the value of money(I started my own business and haven't missed a Christmas play or any other significant event in his life since that day).The Financial Philosopherhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03222346836795488521noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26951738.post-69585778940177410802008-01-29T04:09:00.000-08:002008-01-29T04:09:00.000-08:004-year olds are great. Recent gems from our 4-yea...4-year olds are great. Recent gems from our 4-year old:<BR/><BR/>Joe: Becky, you have to learn not to interrupt when I am in the middle of a conversation.<BR/>Becky: But you can just get two mouths. If you got two mouths, you could talk to me too.<BR/><BR/>Me: No, uncle Soren and aunt Christine don't know whether their baby will be a boy or a girl.<BR/>Becky: How did you know I was a girl before you had me?<BR/>Me: We got an ultra-sound -- a picture of the tummy.<BR/>Becky: Maybe we can take a picture of Christine's tummy. Then we will know.<BR/><BR/>Becky: Sometimes adults don't do the right things. But I always do the right things, right?<BR/><BR/>Me: Please don't eat the berries off the tree.<BR/>Becky: Why not?<BR/>Me: Because they could be poisonous.<BR/>Becky: But it's o.k. to eat berries when they grow in stores or at home, right?<BR/><BR/>Becky: you're my best friend, mommy ... and daddy is, too. And Amid and Xin-Xin, and Lukey.<BR/><BR/>Joe: It's bedtime Becky.<BR/>Becky: Just 5 more minutes.<BR/>Joe: No, it's getting late.<BR/>Becky: But I promise ...<BR/>Joe: What?<BR/>Becky: I promise I want to stay up 5 more minutes.<BR/><BR/>Becky: If you are daddy's daddy, Nonno, and daddy is my daddy, then you are my daddy.<BR/><BR/>Becky: How long before Christmas?<BR/>Me: 6 weeks.<BR/>Becky: Tell me how long that is.<BR/>Me: 42 days.<BR/>Becky: Tell me, how long is it?<BR/>Me: Very long.<BR/>Becky: Oh, man.<BR/><BR/>Becky: I want a monkey<BR/>Me: you can't have one.<BR/>Becky: Why not?<BR/>Me: Too much work.<BR/>Becky: I can do it.<BR/>Me: And daddy is allergic.<BR/>Becky: No, he is allergic to cats. Monkeys are o.k.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26951738.post-87849036292519390592008-01-29T02:39:00.000-08:002008-01-29T02:39:00.000-08:00"My brain is very smart because it looks at things..."My brain is very smart because it looks at things before I do and it discovers things before I do."<BR/><BR/>Son of a philosopher, all right!<BR/><BR/>(Though my personal favourite is still "Extra strong brain!".)Tobyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18339320114641014091noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26951738.post-88519765558734096872008-01-29T00:14:00.000-08:002008-01-29T00:14:00.000-08:00Cute stuff. But what kind of four-year-old knows h...Cute stuff. But what kind of four-year-old knows how to use "insulate"?Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com