Aaron often talks about things being “half” – like when he said he was “half-way losing weight” – or that he’s “half tired” and so forth. Today he walked in the kitchen and said, “Mom, this morning I went outside, but it was half cold and half warm, so I came back inside.” I asked him why he came inside.
He looked at me like I was more than a little dense and answered, “Because I couldn’t stand being half cold and half warm!”
So I just had to ask him, “Well, which were you? Half cold or half warm?”
And of course his response was, “I was half cold AND half warm!”
I then urged him to go back outside. I told him that it was 53 degrees outside…………and I resisted the urge to tell him that 53 is half cold and half warm. I thought about it, though!
So outside he went, with his mulch trashcan, and stayed for awhile. I snuck a picture out the window as he busily “worked” in the mulch and relaxed in the sunshine.
When he came inside, I asked, “So Aaron, how was it outside just now?”
He dryly answered, “It was still half cold and half warm.”
I thought it was warm, Aaron.
“No, it was half cold and half warm.”
Later tonight I had to ask one more time if he had a good time going outside today.
“Yeah, but it was still half cold and half warm.”
Well, nothing is going to change Aaron’s mind on the half cold/half warm weather today. I think we need to tell the weather forecasters about this.
At least their forecasts could be right half the time!