{"id":1520,"date":"2012-03-12T08:57:52","date_gmt":"2012-03-12T13:57:52","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/stories.daddytales.com\/?p=1520"},"modified":"2012-03-12T08:57:52","modified_gmt":"2012-03-12T13:57:52","slug":"getting-greek","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.pat-matthews.com\/stories\/2012\/03\/12\/getting-greek\/","title":{"rendered":"Getting Greek"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>For some reason, our morning car rides often get quite philosophical. This morning, the concept of &#8220;context&#8221; came up, and how words change meaning depending on what&#8217;s going on around them. That led, weirdly enough, to the question of love and exactly what that means.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Love&#8217;s a tough one,&#8221; I said. &#8220;The Greeks actually have four words for it. There&#8217;s the love a parent has for a child, the love a husband has for a wife, brotherly love, and then the kind of love we have for God.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>There was a moment of quiet as the boys pondered this. &#8220;What about the love of friends?&#8221; my oldest asked.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;That&#8217;s brotherly love,&#8221; I said.<\/p>\n<p>My youngest shook his head,&#8221;we don&#8217;t have that.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>I burst out laughing, so did his oldest brother. &#8220;Oh no,&#8221; he said. &#8220;We definitely don&#8217;t have that. Punch Buggy!&#8221; He hit his brother&#8217;s shoulder. &#8220;No punch backs!&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Hey!&#8221; the little guy said, but he was smiling from ear to ear.<\/p>\n<p>Brotherly love, indeed.<\/p>\n<p><em>[For all you Greeks out there, yes, I know I didn&#8217;t quite get the loves right,<br \/>\nbut hey I&#8217;m Scottish-Irish. Our word for love is &#8220;beer&#8221;&#8230;]<\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Philosophy, love, and violence&#8230; all a part of our morning routine.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":"","jetpack_publicize_message":"","jetpack_publicize_feature_enabled":true,"jetpack_social_post_already_shared":false,"jetpack_social_options":{"image_generator_settings":{"template":"highway","default_image_id":0,"font":"","enabled":false},"version":2}},"categories":[123,122,119],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-1520","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-daddytales-cute","category-daddytales-n","category-daddytales-funny"],"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p6DpYi-ow","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.pat-matthews.com\/stories\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1520","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.pat-matthews.com\/stories\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.pat-matthews.com\/stories\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.pat-matthews.com\/stories\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.pat-matthews.com\/stories\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1520"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.pat-matthews.com\/stories\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1520\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.pat-matthews.com\/stories\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1520"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.pat-matthews.com\/stories\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1520"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.pat-matthews.com\/stories\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1520"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}