Monday, May 18, 2009


One day we heard a knock at the door.
My at-the-time-barely-3-year old was always curious when someone was at the door.

Who could it be?
Could it be for her?
Maybe it was some superhero or fairy...

This particular day, it was a man dressed in brown. With a box. After retrieving the box from him and locking the door after, here is the conversation that took place:

3-year old: "Who was that?"
Me: "The UPS driver."
3-year old, with glee: "My p-s driver?"

We had a little alphabet lesson after that... The joys of a naive little girl just learning all the semantics of language.

She is now almost 9 and this conversation still makes me smile. She loves puns, letter games, and sentences or words made up of pictures. (At this moment, I cannot remember what those are called, but she loves them. If you know the word I am looking for, please put it in the comments.) Very detailed.

Thank you, Child A, for a smile today!

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