I love the moments where you can practically see the synapses firing and forming connections in my 2.5-year-old’s brain.
B and I are driving in the car and Kendall Payne’s “The Moon” is playing on my iPhone (a temporary change of pace from our usual repertoire of Frozen and audiobooks). He asks who is singing the song, and I say Kendall Payne. Something about the song sits right with him, so he’s asking for it over and over again.
B: Does she have two mouths? Or only one mouth?
What? At first I thought it was just a wild imagination. Then I realize he’s reacting to the harmony and trying to figure out how on Earth she is doing that with just one mouth. So maybe she has two mouths! (Before I sold him on the idea that maybe it’s Kendall Payne and her friend, he was perfectly accepting of this answer to the mystery, saying matter-of-factly, “Kendall Payne has two mouths.”)
Seeing his mind untangle things like this is one of the more amazing things about being a parent.
Good song by the way…