Our son has his own son now, but it doesn’t seem so long ago that our son was just a little guy.
Way back when I took him for his Kindergarten physical/checkup, the attending nurse was a friend of the family. She was so good with him, explaining things on his level. He was quite chatty back then, and they carried on quite a conversation throughout.
Towards the end of our visit, after seeing some blood work results, our friend told our son, “Now Mark, it seems like you are just a little anemic. That means that your blood needs to get stronger to do the work that it should. One way to give strength to your blood is to eat lots of broccoli and strawberries. Do you like those foods?”
To which Mark replied, in all sincerity, “I beg my mother to buy those things at the grocery store, but she won’t do it.”
Our friend looked at me, and we both raised our eyebrows at exactly the same time.
“Oh, silly boy,” I said. And we all laughed.
Yet I think she has always wondered just who was telling the whole truth, though. So I’ll set the record straight once again.
It was me.