“Tell me again, Mama. How does it go?” My 4 year-old son asked, looking at me with his big, serious eyes.
“Okay,” I replied, grasping for a simple way to answer his question. “You start as a baby…”
“And then I’m a boy,” he interrupted, pleased he was getting the hang of things.
“Yes, and then you are a boy, like right now. Next, you’ll be a big boy.”
“But I’m a big boy now,” he explained. “I’m four.” He held up four little fingers. (Four is nothing to mess around with.)
“Yes, but you will get even bigger,” I explained. “And eventually you will be a young man.”
“And then I will be a man, like Daddy?” he pressed.
“That’s right. Then you will be a man. Just like Daddy.”