Life lessons — one block at a time

Sometimes, you can’t argue with a kid’s logic, however it flies in the face of convention.

We were just home yesterday evening from a whirlwind trip to Cambridge, MA, where we visited Lesley University (Catherine liked it!) and settling in to our comfy clothes when a blood-curdling wail pierced the dusk.

One of the three tow-headed little girls from across the street had committed some infraction, and as her dad patiently asked repeatedly, “Did you make a good choice?” she was in full-out tantrum mode.

Catherine immediately smiled.

“I said that about 25 times a day at camp,” she told me, then launched into this story:

One boy had walloped another in the head with a block.

“We don’t hit people,” Catherine told the perpetrator. “Did you make a good choice?”

The boy maintained that he had.

Catherine persisted: “We don’t hit our friends.”

“He’s not my friend,” the boy replied.