On The Escalator
“This is like Rapunzel’s hair. Except faster. And longer.”
Filed under | Comment (0)Measure Measure
Katya is excited about measuring again. Yesterday she poured water from a beaker into her measuring cup and gleefully said, “One quarter one half mile!” This evening she measured my back with the measuring tape. Apparently I am 14 pounds wide.
Filed under | Comment (0)Figuring It All Out
(In the car, K says something excitedly about the freeway onramp without using that word.)
A: This is called an onramp. We’re on a RAMP, going ON to the freeway. I bet you can guess what the ramp is called where we get OFF the freeway.
K: An accident.
Grandma: Do you know what bald means? It’s when men don’t have hair on top of their head, and their head is shiny. That’s called being bald.
K: So then you can’t see!
Five minutes later
K, to Grandma: If I don’t drink my water, it’s going to melt into ICE!
