The past several lunchtimes, my kids and I have been listening to Plato’s The Last Days of Socrates, with varying levels of attention. Today, my son and I had this conversation:
son: “Are both Socrates and Plato philosophers?”
me: “Yes. They are both lovers of wisdom.”
son: “I’m a lover of wisdom.”
me: “Then maybe you’re a philosopher.”
son: “But I don’t even know how to be a philosopher.”
me: “All you need to do to be a philosopher is to love wisdom and seek wisdom.”
son: “Okay.”
I might need brush up on my Socratic dialogue skills now that I have a seven-year-old philosopher in the house.
Imperfect Happiness 