When we left Trader Joe’s today, Oliver saw an American flag flying over a nearby building.
I heard him say, “It’s a miracle!”
I asked what he meant, thinking he would answer with something about seeing the American flag meant to him, maybe mentioning Kullervo’s military service, or something heartwarming. Or I thought he would be amazed at the flag flying in the wind or something along those lines.
“Not a miracle, Mommy. It’s America!”
Well, at least he knows our flag.