Dinner conversation tonight lent way to a recap of our adventures with our foreigners this weekend.
"So, kids, what'd you think about our foreign exchange students?" Mr. Forget-me-not asked.
A chorus of cheers all around.
"They were great, weren't they?" I added, "but wouldn't it be great if we could get students from lots of different countries, not just Japan."
"Yeah," Columbine agreed, "like from Texas."
I'm sure Texans would be proud, that our 5 year old believes they are their own country. Yee-haw.
Columbine-isms have kept us laughing recently. Take this week as an example. While driving behind what looked like our neighbors car, she screamed, "Look! Mom! It's the neighbor's car!"
"I'm not sure it is their car, Honey. But, yes, it does look the same." I said.
"No! Mom! It is the neighbors car," she insisted. "It even has the same car tattoos." (Definition car tattoo: the stickers on the back window of a sea turtle.)
Kids say such funny things.
Always on the grow,
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