The Kind of Conversation We Have We are on vacation in France. It has been a long, fun, challenging day. We are in mid-getting-ready-for-bed ritual when: Noah: Where is my toothbrush? Me: Your electric toothbrush? It's at home. Here, Mommy bought these toothbrushes for you and Aviva for the trip. This one is yours. Noah: That's not my toothbrush. Me: Well, it is now. Noah: (wailing) No! That is not the way it works! This is not the right toothbrush! I can't brush my teeth without the right toothbrush! Me: Oh come on! Just use this one! Noah: (in anguish) Noooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo! Me: I take it you don't want to use that toothbrush. Noah: Yes! I want my toothbrush! Get my toothbrush! Me: Your toothbrush is in Basel. Noah: Aggggggggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhh! Me: How I wish that I could gather you up in my arms and we could fly you there through the night wind, over the storks sleeping on the chimneys, to fetch your toothbrush! Noah: Yeah! Me: But I do not have this power. Noah: Arrrrrrrrrrrrgggggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhh! No no no no no! Me: I suppose you could just skip brushing your teeth tonight. Noah: But then I will get cavities and my teeth will get rotten and fall out! Me: This is true. Well, not after one time of skipping brushing your teeth. Only if it becomes a habit. Noah: Nooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo! No! Get me my toothbrush or I'll kill you! Me: Noah, you know that I don't like threats like that. Noah: Okay, get me my toothbrush or I will throw you into a tank of sharks, blithely unaware that all shark tanks have enormous drains! Me: I cannot. Noah: Agghhh! (collapses into sobs) Me: (with Noah in my lap) Well, I see that there is no solution. Noah: Agggh! Me: It is completely, logically impossible. Nothing can happen from now on. Noah: What? Me: Well, let's look at this logically. There are only three possibilities. One is that we go to Basel, tonight, and get your toothbrush. Can we do that? Noah: No! Me: Another would be not brushing your teeth. But that, as you note, would make them fall out, so you are unwilling to do that. Noah: Right! Me: And the third, purely theoretical, logical possibility would be brushing your teeth with a toothbrush which is not your toothbrush, such as this toothbrush right here. But that, too, is impossible. Noah: No it isn't! Me: Oh yes it is. We established that earlier. Noah: It's possible. Me: I don't think so. Noah: It is! Me: Hmm. Well, since we disagree on this point, I guess the only way to find out is empirically. Noah: What does 'empirically' mean? Me: It means doing an experiment. Noah: Oh, OK. Me: So, we need to design an experimental protocol to test your hypothesis. Your hypothesis is that "Noah could brush his teeth with a different toothbrush." How do you propose to test this? Noah: I could brush my teeth with this toothbrush! Me: I am extremely skeptical. But, if you insist. Noah: (brushes teeth) Me: My God! I never believed it possible! But science triumphs once again! Posted by benrosen at August 15, 2009 10:49 AM | Up to blogComments
That is amazing and wonderful. :) Posted by: Em Tersoff at August 15, 2009 02:54 PMI love you and I love this story. Your Bugs Bunny logic is impeccable. Posted by: Karen at August 15, 2009 03:42 PMExcellent! Posted by: Lise A at August 15, 2009 04:01 PMThat is brilliant. Posted by: Mary Robinette Kowal at August 15, 2009 07:19 PMThat is indeed brilliant. =) You're raising a future scientist... Posted by: Jenny Rae Rappaport at August 15, 2009 11:38 PMkaren i no why you'r saying bugs Posted by: Noah Rosenbaum at August 16, 2009 07:33 AMNoah -- it reminded me of the arguments Bugs Bunny has with Daffy Duck and Elmer Fudd! I think your daddy is very clever, don't you? Posted by: Karen at August 16, 2009 09:41 AM(For the record, Karen, Noah was agreeing with you -- he laughed when he read your comment and said "I know why she's saying Bugs Bunny!") Posted by: Benjamin Rosenbaum at September 2, 2009 06:11 AM |