Sunday Morning Geology
"Daddy, this is a diamond here on my tutu," Zoey said, pointing to the waistband of her favorite garment.
"Where did you get that diamond," I asked. "Did that diamond come from the store?"
"Actually," Zoey added with confidence, "it came from a cave Daddy."
Actually!? Where did that come from? Probably the same place that "stupendous" came from yesterday. This little girl's verbal voracity is much more than impressible, it's daunting. It means that she's undoubtedly a smart girl, which also means that it's our frightening obligation to help keep her that way. Daunting indeed.
"Where did you get that diamond," I asked. "Did that diamond come from the store?"
"Actually," Zoey added with confidence, "it came from a cave Daddy."
Actually!? Where did that come from? Probably the same place that "stupendous" came from yesterday. This little girl's verbal voracity is much more than impressible, it's daunting. It means that she's undoubtedly a smart girl, which also means that it's our frightening obligation to help keep her that way. Daunting indeed.
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