It was quiet. No crash of building blocks. No feet tearing through the house. No shouts for me from outside.
And then I heard him.
“Apple,” he said. His voice was full of interest. “Apple.”
He waited a moment.
“Fish,” he said. He held the flashcard to the cat’s face. He petted the cat.
The seconds went by. Each with a word said slowly, each with a flashcard for the cat.
I leaned in the doorway, unaware of what the cat might have learned.
I only know…I might have watched forever.