Kim had to observe a couple classes this past Tuesday. So I reclaimed my title of King of the Two-Hour Lunch and hung with the boys during the early afternoon. We caught a warm February afternoon and fell into Kim's routine. Food and dogs as soon as we got home. Both boys had the standard fare. Nothing for Jack and a tortilla and cheese for Lucas. Actually neither boy ate. Lucas made the mistake of taking a bite before we got out the door so naturally he had a meltdown over the fact that he wouldn't have a whole one to eat on the walk. I'll do a lot for the boys, but I can't encourage such behavior. So I ate it and like the last little piggy, he had none.
Well I was on the spot. Like politics, I don't want to poison the well too much on religion. So I stalled, I told him that was a good question and that I was really impressed with him for asking. I also told him what I believe to be the truth - that no one knows for sure. We aren't all science teachers and theologians.
I told him some people think it was magic, deftly covering most religions in one stroke. I didn't want to poison the religion well too much, I don't think that was a fatal dose. Though, I don't think it covered Voodoo. Come to think of it however, it's my understanding that Voodoo is more a collection of superstitions than an actual religion. Of course I mean no disrespect to anyone with a Troy doll and a sharp needle. My mistake, obviously.
Mysticism thus shunted aside I turned to the next obvious answer, aliens. That didn't garner as much attention as I expected. He may not have been listening.
That left the hard one. Evolution. Balancing my education with my memory, Lucas' attention span and the amount of detail I wanted to try to push I chose to start with giraffes and their long necks. That didn't get me anywhere so I went right to the beginning. The primordial soup. I'll save the Big Bang for another walk.
I thought I was chugging along pretty good with one celled organisms, which were of course followed by "What's an organism?" But eventually we got to dinosaurs and Lucas opined his own theory:
A stegosaurus made the first wooden boy and girl from a fallen fence and then other dinosaurs made the other people.
Clearly a more entertaining explanation than mine. But I couldn't leave him disillusioned. I HAD to point out that there couldn't have been a fence, since there was no one there to build it. Yes, I saw my mistake - that if a stegosaurus could build a person then milling lumber would be child's play. Lucas, however, had a different explanation. It was a "building fence."
I don't know what that means. Maybe I'll ask on our next walk.
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