Tonight I read part of the story of Pandora's Box to my son at bedtime.
He started to fade away with sleep so I told him I would finish the story tomorrow night. He stuck it out through at least ten pages of suspense and build-up and bickering in the child paradise between Pandora and Epimetheus over the damned mysterious box but the day just caught up with him. It's just as well - he goes back to school Thursday & does not need to stay up as late as vacation has allowed lately.
As I turned off the lights, I asked him what he thought was in the box that poor Pandora had so fixated her imagination and obsessed over despite all the ominous tones of the story - Parents, he answered.
Funny funny little people...
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