Big Ben. And I mean, Franklin.

We visited Philadelphia 3 weeks ago to see the Star Wars exhibit that was being run at the Franklin Institute. Afterwards we brought the kids to see the Liberty Bell and to a couple of other spots that we thought they may get a kick out of…

(OK, more for my husband and I to see.)

But we came across a HUGE statue of Ben Franklin. And William and Alex thought it was so “cool.”

My husband explained to them who he was. And that was that.

So I thought…

When we were driving my mother back to her house last night, William mentioned Ben Franklin to my mother. He said “Grandma, did you know that he has the same name as my brother? But Ben Franklin is not 1 like Benjamin and he’s not 3 like me.”

So innocently my mother asked, “Well, who is Ben Franklin?”

(Imagine our surprise.)

William goes… “He had a kite with a key. And he was shocked with lightening outside. And it made e-rect-tricity. I really like him because now we can watch TV and see in the dark.”

Not bad my big man, not bad!

- Audrey