Metaphors

Pablo was stalling, not wanting to go to bed, and asking a million questions, most recently about why I had drained the water out of the sink while he was "washing his hands." I told him that it wasn't the time to play in the water and when he protested with the BUT I WAS WASHING MY HANDS argument, I told him that if he would look in his heart, he would know that in reality, he had been goofing around.

Pablo paused, then asked, "How do I look in my heart?!"

I said, "It's a metaphor, Pablo. Looking in your heart means listening inside yourself to hear the real truth."

"Mama?"

"Yes, Pablo."

"Are there ever any metaphors that make sense??"