My three year old son is an oracle.
He is wise beyond his years, provides insightful counsel, and regularly makes prophetic predictions.
For instance, when I complain of malaise or headache or a general feeling of blah, he will offer this sage advice: “Maybe you need to drink some water.” And it’s true. I always forget to hydrate. How does one forget to drink the pure liquid hydrogen and oxygen (H20) that sustains us and flows within us? More importantly, how does a three year old possess such wisdom and intelligence?
That isn’t even the half of it.
We, as a family, are obsessed with Seinfeld, and this obsession has stood the test of time (since the mid-90s). The antics, one-liners, and “bon mot” of Jerry, George, Elaine and Kramer bring the kind of joy and amusement that is otherwise unknown to me.
A show about nothing? Nay, a show about everything!
When I found out there was a Lego Seinfeld set, I immediately bought it and built it. My son and I play with it on a regular basis – obviously in a very controlled, orderly way in order to maintain the integrity of the collectible set. We are not savages.
Seinfeld was also recently added to the streaming service known as Netflix, so my husband and I have been re-watching it in succession on a nightly basis (it’s much, much better than talking to someone you have known for almost 18 years).
Every morning, my son asks us what the previous night’s episode was about and we give him the censored version that is suitable for a 3 year old. My husband and I both regret not starting a YouTube channel because our episode summaries are both insightful and entertaining. I will say, that it was challenging to work around the details in “The Little Jerry” episode – which happens to be my favourite episode and includes storylines about bounced checks, cock fights, Elaine getting engaged to a bald man, and George dating a female convict – but we made it work, and our son learned a lot in the process.
The other night I was summarizing “The Apology” episode, which is about George being angered that an old acquaintance Jason Hanky (played subtlety by James Spader) would not apologize for making fun of his head/neck size. I mentioned that George and Jerry were discussing this at the cafe, and out of the blue my son asked, “Who makes the soup?” I told him that over the past nine seasons, the chef at the coffee shop was not mentioned.
Well, that very evening my husband and I watched “The Strike” episode, in which Jerry dates a woman that looks “different” (ugly or attractive) every time he sees her. In one scene Jerry and Gwen are having lunch at the coffee shop and she finds a rubber band in her soup. When George hears that there is a rubber band in the soup, he grins and says he knows who is cooking today: Paco.
My husband and I immediately turned to each other, amazed and astonished.
We knew that our son possessed great knowledge (he can count to 100), but this is next level. Our son is clearly an “oracle” because he had a strange sense that this (debatably important) information was forthcoming.
Like the oracles of ancient Rome and Greece, who spoke truth, answered important questions and told of the future, hopefully our son will be able to give us tonight’s Lotto Max numbers.