no.34 - Powerslessness

Yesterday, as my daughter and I were walking up the stairs she said to me, "I have Clifford in my head from this morning."

We have talked about how a song or a sound can get stuck in your head, for good or for ill, so I asked her, "What do you hear?"

"From when they were near the lighthouse," she said, as though this should be obvious. There had been a moment where they listened to the sound of the ocean.

My daughter leaned in, put her head next to mine and then said in a hush:

"Listen..."

She thought I could hear what she heard. She thought I could listen to her mind! When I explained that I could not, she seemed genuinely surprised.

It's a good lesson for me to remember that, even though she is very, very smart, she is still very small and working out the mechanics of the world. While I would dearly love to hear what goes on in there, I know that it is better that I cannot and one day, she will be glad for the privacy of her mind.

Still, it would have been nice to hear the sea and surf through her ears - to have that power for just a minute or two.