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Who Are You - Marie Antoinette??

Talking poverty with an affluent 3 year-old can be difficult.

Me: Some people don't have very much money, so they don't have a house.
C: Yes. That's why they have cottages.




Other ridiculous moment of the day - holding the hands of two 3 year-old boys, waiting to cross the street. One starts singing Waving Flag by K'naan. The other joins in.
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  1. MLW12:48 PM

    too cute!!

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  2. Laura3:43 PM

    I don't even know what to say. How could he respond any differently? It's what he knows so I'm glad you're there to teach him something new. My coworker just bought a 7000 square foot house which in and of itself isn't wrong or bad or sinful. Her children will likely respond the same way one day. I fear that as we become increasingly affluent, ALL OF US, we will lose sight of the rest of the world. And maybe not only the rest of the world, but those who are right next door, down the street, at the next cubicle. Ah, wealth! So intriguing and tempting yet so possibly sinister.

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  3. Beth9:51 PM

    laura - you're right in saying that he responds from what he knows. also, he's 3...so his comprehension on world issues is limited :) but i agree that the more affluent we become, the more important to make sure our eyes are open and our hearts soft to those who aren't. and that our kids see that in us.

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