As a grown up, it can be hard enough to make sense of the world sometimes... hearing my kids fresh viewpoints and their innocent ideas is so bittersweet, but gives me hope for the future.
The other day, my husband had forgotten something he needed for work. I picked up my kindergartner from the bus and we headed for my husband's work to drop it by. On the way, we passed a weathered looking man selling newspapers. I rolled down my window and gave him a dollar for a newspaper.
My son was interested in the exchange.
"Mom, does that man have a home?"
"I'm not sure, but I think he camps in the trees."
"How does he get clean?"
"Well, he probably doesn't get to take a shower as often as we do."
"Oh, I know he has to get clean outside when it rains."
"Does he have any money?"
"He gets a little money from selling newspapers."
"Oh, I know when money is blowing around he can run and catch it and then he will have more money."
"Well, I don't think money blows around too much."
(My son has been studying Johnny Appleseed in class.)
"I know, next time we drive by we can give him some of our apples and then he can plant the seeds and grow some apple trees and he will have more food."
"Mom, will we ever see that man again? Can we buy another newspaper from him the next time..."