When Ben, now ten years old, was younger, to his amazement I would often pull a quarter out of his ear. Because of his age I could get away with it without having any sleight of hand skills whatsoever. I can do one really excellent card trick, but that's it.
The other night Ben asked me to pull a quarter out of his ear. He insisted that I am really good at doing it. I felt a bit bad for tricking him and because I can't do it now without him noticing, I begged off. I found it fascinating that in his mind, I have this great skill that doesn't really exist.
But it also made me feel good that he looked up to me for that and that in his mind, maybe I'm a better person than I actually am.
1 comment:
Nice post. The sad version of this, which you might find on MY blog, would be the first time you realize you've disappointed your child.
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