Half-Mast
On the way to the store last night, Isaac noticed a flag at half-mast and asked why the flag was hanging down. I explained to him that people fly the flag that way when someone dies, but that I didn’t know who they were honoring. He thought for a few moments and then announced that if we didn’t have any food, he would fly the flag at half-mast to tell everyone we were out of food. I told him that people don’t fly flags low to say they need more food. His next idea is that we could make a special flag to fly low when trains are on fire.
Adorable.
your son is so wierd! i love it!