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The Philosopher’s Daughter

Posted on 01/24/201201/29/2012 by Backpacking Dad

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Thoughts from the backseat on a drive into school: “Daddy,” she begins, “maybe this is all just a play.”

Shakespearean supposing. Then, later: “I know, I know! Maybe we are all in somebody’s dream!”

Cartesian consideration.

I ask, importantly, “What do you think it would mean if we were all in a dream? Would mommy and daddy still love you?”

“Yep,” she replied, certain despite Descartes.

Yep.

2 thoughts on “The Philosopher’s Daughter”

  1. Andrea L. says:
    01/24/2012 at 3:40 PM

    L.O.L.

  2. qt92821 says:
    01/25/2012 at 6:23 PM

    Wow, what an amazing girl!

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