Tonight as I was making dinner with my son we were listening to streaming radio over the iPhone.  He looks at it and says:

son: (reading the screen) “mindonly’s streaming radio.  Daddy, what does mindonly mean?”

me: “Well, I essentially got it from a Ch’an story. You see there were these two young monks…….”

son: <interrupting me> “Daddy, can I have milk?”

me: “don’t you want to hear the story?” (kind of hoping he would say yes)

son: “No, can I have milk?”

me: “sure”

Guess it was my mind that was still moving; he just wanted some milk. I smile at how I am consistently taught by him.