Recently during dinner at my son Matt’s house, he asked his three-year-old son, “Who is in your family?” Evan thought for a few seconds, and said, “umm… Daddy, Mommy, Josh… and Evan.” Sitting directly across the table from my grandson, I declared, “I’m in this family, too!” Evan chomped and swallowed before answering me with a swift correction, “No, you’re my grandson.” We (the adults, that is) laughed hysterically. Evan continued eating as if nothing special had occurred. I suppose he’s used to eliciting laughter and is too young to question whether we were laughing at him or with him.
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