The logic of a two year-old
Nathaniel Pearlman
Mom comes back to bed finishing up a banana.
Ella, not wanting to go to sleep: "I want banana too."
Mom offers last bite from her mouth to child.
Ella, too smart for that: "No, I want my own banana."
Mom: "I don’t want to go back downstairs—I will get you banana tomorrow. It’s time to sleep."
Ella: "I want some banana"
Mom: "It's time to go to sleep"
Ella: "I want some banana now"
Mom: Ella it was the last banana. I’m only eating it because my feet hurt and it helps my feet. I’ll get you banana tomorrow.
Ella. Pause. MY feet hurt, too.
(parental laughter)
Ella more truthfully: "Actually, only this foot, not that foot."