The Way Children Think

I've been meeting magazine deadlines. Went with Jeanetta to Mobile to get settled in her new dorm. She volunteered to babysit for friends on the day she was moving in. We managed without too much trouble. So we packed up stuff from about three locations, crammed both cars full, unloaded, unpacked, and shopped for needed supplies with a seven-year old and ten-year old in tow. It felt a bit like deja vu. I haven't forgotten dragging my own four around while I ran errands. And oh boy, did they have the sibling thing going on full blast!

I had Catherine, the 10-year old, in my car. She's very outgoing and chatty. So she was telling me all the things she liked. High School Musical was at the top of the list. She also likes washing dishes, cooking, and swiffering. Too funny. So I asked what she didn't like. Dusting, but she couldn't think of much else. The conversation went on to other things. About ten minutes later she suddenly pipes up with, "Hospitals. I don't like hospitals." The smart brains in these short people ruminate beautifully.