Setting: Miss M., the Baron and I are snuggled in bed, reading about a kid who had a bad dream.*
Me: *pointing to the illustrations of the robots and monsters in the dream*: They don’t look so scary. See, they’re smiling.
Miss M.: But, Mom! Those are wicked grins!**
Doh! Of course, the bad guys are leering evilly. How silly of me.
*That would be The Berenstain Bears and the Bad Dream
**She’s six, reading voraciously, and picking up all kinds of phrases and vocabulary that are not part of our everyday conversation. ***
***Oh, and she just came to tell me she heard a sound like a tarantula scraping against a pipe. O.o
Very, very smart little girl. 🙂
Yes, I’m glad she knows that not all smiles are friendly!
Important thing to know!
Haha. She must be your daughter! 🙂
I’m glad to know that experience has proved that there was no baby mix-up at the hospital. 😀
Miss M sounds a very bright little person!
Watch out for that tarantula though 😀
Yeah. O.o
Love this! Feels just like my house.
Love the imagination and sparkle kids bring!