What is in your Heart?

My son, JB,  is now 3½. A couple of days ago I caught him singing these words to himself:

Open your heart, open your heart, open your heart

I wondered what he was thinking, so when he stopped singing, I asked him about it.

Me:

JB, what do you think is in your heart?

JB, after a moment’s pause:

Carrots.

Me:

Hmm…

Well, I’ve got love in my heart.

Mummy, what have you got in yours?

L (my wife):

I’ve got love in my heart, too.

Me:

So, JB, what do you think is in your heart?

JB (no pause this time):

Carrots.

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