If monks in saffron robes showed up at my door to take him away, I wouldn't be surprised…

Today, Youngest will spend waste a large amount of his school day taking the ERBs.  His school recommends that kids bring reading material in case they finish the test before the allotted time is up.  Since he has worked his way through this, he is bringing this.

He said at breakfast that he is pretty sure some of his friends, particularly in science class, will give him some grief for his choice in reading material.  We do live on the Westside of LA, after all.

But he has a plan.

"I am just going to say to them," he told me calmly, "For each to thrive, they must co-exist."

If there is an end to motherhood, I think this may be it.

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12 thoughts on “If monks in saffron robes showed up at my door to take him away, I wouldn't be surprised…

  1. Wow. He is indeed an empathetic soul to recognize the dangers of dogma. Perhaps some of those 2,109 text messages were philosophic discussions?

  2. That reminds of a story Neil Young tells about his schooldays. Apparently he’d never fight in school except for one occasion when, under extreme provocation, he walked to the front of the class, picked up a gigantic dictionary, walked back to the offending party and flattened them with it. Talk about a war of words. Sorry, completely irrelevant, just reminded of it by the comment about smacking with books.

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