Driving Skills

I love the conversations that I have with Jack (4) in the car when it's just the two of us. We have had some truly great ones.

Here is how one went recently:


Jack: Mom, bald people can't drive cars.

Me: Oh really? Why not?

Jack: (a sigh that surely included an eye-roll which I couldn't see) Because they can't see! They would crash!

Me: Oh, I think you mean BLIND people.

Jack: What does "blind" mean?

Me: It means you can't see.

Jack: Oh. What does "bald" mean?

Me: It means you don't have any hair on your head.

Jack: (incredulously) What??? (pause) Oh. (pause) So, can bald people drive cars?

Me: Yes.

Jack: So, what do you call it when you can't see?

Me: Blind.

Jack: Oh yeah. Blind.

(pause)

Jack: Well, when a blind man goes to work he goes with a dog. The dog knows where to go.

Me: Yes, that's right.

Jack: But then he doesn't know where he his home is so he has to stay home.

Me: Hm. (huh?)