Jake and I were riding in the car and listening to the radio. He's so aware of everything lately, I have to be quick to change the station if something 'inappropriate' or too grown up comes on.
I'm usually pretty quick with songs, but this time he was actually listening to the on air personality. The perfect voice on the radio said, "We are on the air..."
For a kid with a daddy in television, this phrase means, shut your mouth! He's seen the On Air sign at daddy's work and is pretty good with stopping dead in his tracks.
But today his literal mind rendered me speechless. As parents of black-n-white thinkers, we have to change the world to make it concrete. No small task.
"What is On the Air?"
"What do you mean Jake? You know what On the Air means from daddy's work."
"But what is it like air? How is something on air?... now he's doing a big blowing motion right in my face, as I'm driving, so I feel his breath.
I don't freakin' know.
"Ummmm On Air in radio means... ya know how the people talking are not in our car right... well they speak in a special microphone and their voice travels through the air to our radio when you see that number station."
"Ask Daddy. We good for now?"
"Yep, I'll ask daddy."
Literal minds are beautiful. No muss, no fuss.