"Mom?" Owen says, "How do trees get bigger?"
"I don't know, buddy. The same way people do I guess."
And then there was some quiet time.
I thought to myself, "surely I can do better than that answer."
And then I thought, "It makes no difference. There is a squiggly part in Owen's brain that does not respond to logic."
But hey, I'm trying hard at this parenting thing, so I start to scrape together what I know about trees and photosynthesis and what not.
"Owen, actually, trees grow a little differently than people . . ."
As I'm talking, Owen lets out this huge sigh, like he's been holding his breath.
"BAH! RIGHT?! Trees can't grow like people because they don't have birthdays!"
Clearly he had been sitting in the back seat, concerned about his poor stupid mother, who doesn't even know basic life facts like trees don't have birthdays. He's surprised I can dress myself in the morning.
It is kind of interesting, though. Trees don't really have a birthday, do they?
Also, apparently, this is why 5 AND A HALF has been so important to Owen. He believes that the extra, previously undisclosed HALF BIRTHDAY, will help him grow more.
He also has a FIRM belief that the sun follows his head. Not him, but his head. And I have argued, but he has very little faith in me at this point.