Random highlight from a conversation with a four-year-old who wanted to stand on the subway rather than sit in the empty seat, who was on his way to school, and who enjoys playing with his best friend, Christian


Boy: My mom gets off after we stop at the bridge. Do you see my mom on the way to work every day?
Me: Not every day, but sometimes.
Boy: My dad is bigger than my Mom.
Me: Why do you think that is?
Boy: Well, my mom is big, but my dad is bigger. (Pauses, shuffles feet and moves fingers to some song no one else can hear.) My dad doesn’t wear pajamas.

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