Thursday, October 28, 2010
"Watch ya thinking?" I ask.
Jack pops a pretzel in his mouth, crunches it. "Nuffin."
"Wow. Nothing?" I raise my eyebrows, "HOW do you do THAT?"
"I dunno. Just," he shakes his head, opens both eyes wide, "like this," little boy stares at a plant across the room, crunches another pretzel.
"That's all? Just like that?"
He pauses, cocks his head, "Momma," he says, "ya have to not talk."
A smile tugs at the corners of my mouth, "Oh."
I pass him another pretzel, pick one with lots of salt. We crunch them together and watch my house plant grow.