My grand daughter announced this morning that the term for a man who teaches boys should be a teach-him, while a woman who teaches girls should be a teach-her. 😉
I am always amazed at the wonderful way kids see things and express themselves. A few gems that my grand daughter has said recently:
Today is Tuesday. But it’s night now. So it should be Tuesnight.
Six and six isn’t 10 or 11 or 13 or 14 or 15 or 16 or 17 or 18 or 19 or 20.
Red sun in the day, sailors take warning.
We had been reading a story called Stars, where it talked about stars in the sky and stars in flowers and how a person could cut up a star from shiny paper and carry it in a pocket and always have a shiny star even when feeling glum. My grand daughter said to me the other day, “I don’t need a star in my pocket. I feel like a shiny star every day.” How to make my heart sing!
This morning, my grand daughter met me at the door as I came indoors from doing my outside chores and said, “You are going to have really good coffee this morning because I ground up the beans for you and they are full of my love.” Special coffee indeed!