young philosophy

"do you enjoy other people's misery, preston?"

"why do you ask?"

"do you?"

"why do you want to know?"

"just answer, do you enjoy other people's misery?"

"i'm not going to answer, because you know what the answer is..."

does this sound like a conversation between a five year old and a seven year old? it doesn't to me, either.

but it was. at dinner. tonight.

later there was a deep discussion about "knowing your threes."

three, six, nine, 12, a gazillion.

later, still: "you farted. i've got to get out of this room."