Logan has taken to reading roadsigns as we drive around town. He's often asking me what things mean. One day, he saw a sign for a call box along the highway. Recognition dawned on him, and he told me he already knew what a call box was. Surprised, I asked him what he thought it was. Here is his response.
Logan: A call box is, uh, a little box that is, has a little telephone. Some people in the coldness use a call box. It looks like a telephone on a wall in a house.
Me: Tell me what the box looks like.
Logan: It looks like a bathroom, but we don't go potty in it. It has little windshields, but the bathrooms don't go in. We don't, bathrooms don't have windows, the little potty bathrooms.
Me: Where do you see call boxes? Have you every seen one?
Logan: A real one?
Logan: No, but I have seen them in movies. Yeah, remember the children one? Where every dog, there's lots of dogs? [Beethoven.] There's a little commercial and there's a call box.
Can you tell what he's referring to? Man, he cracks me up. It makes me wonder what other things are already so obsolete our children don't recognize them.