You're sitting on a small rock with your eight years old child in your lap, watching the blue sea together, what would you talk about?

Anything that came to mind.

Whatever came up

I don't have an eight year old child.

I don't have an 8 year old child...
Nah, I'd talk about the sea. Is the kid smart?

Nothing. Or whatever the child brought up.

When my kid is eight, I'll let you know. If we did it now, we'd talk about the water, the smell, the birds, the rocks, sand, seaweed, where Daddy is, why we are there, the sky, sun, clouds, people on the beach, the wind, puppies, kitties, horses, whales, fish, boats, when it's going to get dark, when night-night time will be, what time is it now (and again in five minutes), if we can climb the other rocks, how many rocks there are, why some rocks are in the water and some aren't, preschool, daycare, friends, grandmas and grandpas... etc.

Why the sea is not really blue?

We'd talk about how the hell I suddenly had an eight year old child.

I would talk about life and stories to my child and about Jesus

Nothing and anything.

Sheesh! Do people have a hard time with imagination? I guess this should have been a hypothetical question but then people with children would be writing "why is this hypothetical when I have a child?" That being ranted, I guess my answer wasn't all that resplendent.

We'd probably just sing

The ever changing rate of the European Currency Unit.

There's no telling. Sometimes Caleb is wise beyond his years and we have the most amazing conversations. I never knew you could learn so much from a child. Today, he explained his views on religion to me. Although I didn't agree with a lot of what he said, it was very interesting to listen to him speak with such conviction. Anyhow, we'd talk about whatever he wanted to talk about.

Whatever we want to talk about......

Though I doubt she'd be on my lap.... on a rock..

My almost eight year old weighs upwards of 80 lbs and is very tall. Even on the couch is slightly awkward.

Most probably about the creatures in the sea - chances are that we'd have our faces inches from the water to look for such...

I'd be questioning why I chose to have a rock trying to push its way into my ass, probably why we didn't dress for winter since the ocean beaches are generally cold, wondering why it's always so damn windy, and why the sun is rarely out in the summer at the ocean compared to in the winter.

Revenge

I would not talk , I would listen. Children have much to say.

Where the hell this kid came from. I don't have and don't want children. Ok, hypothetically? Nothing. We'd be quiet and listen to the sea.

We might just be sitting there enjoying the beauty of the moment...or maybe we're talking about seagulls or marine creatures or just how much I love her.

quantum physics

you rule

Whatever the child wants to talk about. Or maybe we'll just be quiet for a while.

how much i loved her, and how proud I am of her

Eight years old? I be explaining how to make explosives using ammonium nitrate and diesel fuel, no wait, how big is the rock?

Nothing just enjoy the moment. FYI don't have or want kids.

we would talk about everything we were seeing.

> I don't have an eight year old child.

Yeah i know, 99.99 % of you do not have eight year old children right now, that was hypothetical

I have a 6,7,9 year old.. lol... well the 7 yr. old isn't MINE... but she calls me her step mom.

Did anyone brought the subject of pedophilia when s/he's with kids?

ugh

> ugh
That would be the sickest thing i would ever hear about :)

I have no freaken clue. I dont have children & dont know if I ever will have any.

Deal or no deal

Santa Claus and the truth about him.

I would be answering his constant questions. If he doesn't have any questions about what we see, I could go over all that we see, especially in the intertidal zones.

Clouds?

Winnie the Pooh?

Søren Kierkegaard's Concept of Dread

how god made the world