after much debate, we finally decided that we would spend our beach vacation over labor day in the usvi (st thomas) with uncle brent. we found tickets for a decent price and after verifying uncle brent would actually be there, we decided to book 'em. nicky was watching tv next to me on the couch after we had been running errands all morning (it was now 3-ish pm and i had decided that we would be foregoing the nap for the day) as i was on the laptop finalizing the details. he was asking me a million questions and i wanted to make sure that i was paying attention to what i was doing so that i didn't accidentally book us on a flight to timbuktu, so i told him that i needed him to be quiet for a few minutes while i finished what i was doing. it went a little something like this...
nicky: what you doing momma?
momma: i'm buying airplane tickets to go see uncle brent at the beach in a few months, then we are gonna go to target when this show is over (giving him the head's up).
nicky: oh! we go beach?! we go affer nap?
momma: no...not after nap. it will be kind of a long time before we go.
nicky: ok. morrow?
momma: nooo..not tomorrow...a lot longer than that.
nicky: oh - wensday? (i think that's the only day of the week he actually knows, because everything is "wednesday" now).
momma: actually, yes, it will be on a wednesday. but not for a long time.
nicky: ohhhh! okaaay!
momma: (after finishing the purchase and closing the computer) ok nicky, let's get ready to go.
nicky: where we goin? da beach?!
momma: (muttering to herself) oy vey!!!
could someone please tell me how to explain the concept of time to a 4 year old?!
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