generations and dinosaurs

Our favourite almost-seven-year-old joined us for lunch today. He listened in on the grown-ups talking about generational differences.

It was mostly me talking.

I read this book on the weekend,

and couldn't stop myself

from prattling on about it.

A few minutes later, he asked his mom for some clarification. She explained, for example, that, "When Nana and Papa were little, there was no internet. It hadn't been invented yet. So they did different things and grew up differently than you."

I chose not to mention

that the Internet hadn't been invented

when I was growing up either. 

He nodded hesitantly.

She continued, "My grandma lived during the war. Remember we've talked about that?"

"Oh yeah," he said. "That was a long time ago, right? Like ... a looooong time ago?"

"Yes," she said, and he paused, thinking. 

And then, very earnestly, startling every Boomer at the table ...

"Was the war right after the dinosaurs,

or was there a little bit of time in between??!!!"