Tuesday, September 22, 2009
KID TALK
Imagine me sitting amongst a bunch of eight-year olds. That's hard enough and then this conversation ensues:

N: My tooth is going to fall out. (Demonstration for emphasis)
R: Wow! Oh, Didi (this to me) how many of your teeth have fallen out?
Me: (slightly bemused) Oh, I suppose all of them by now.
R: Really? Oh, show, show!
Me: (very bemused indeed, I launch into an explanation of how this whole teeth-thing works)
R: (stares) Her teeth are not pointed!

Well, that's a relief...
posted by Clezevra @ 1:01 AM  
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