AND THE ANSWER IS....

AND THE ANSWER IS...
Category: Life

Dear Special Online Readers,

My source material today is from Irissa, the five year old granddaughter that knows all, sees all. Her perspectives continually surprise me, but then that shouldn't surprise me. Right?

Here's today's insights from Irissa as we truck down the road to kindergarten:

Irissa: Grandma, do you like lava? It's hot, really hot.

Me: Well, I wouldn't want to get close to it.

Irissa: Then you hate lava.

Me: No, I don't hate it. I just don't want to get burned by it.

Irissa: Grandma! You hate lava then.

Me: Yes, I guess I do.

Irissa: Which do you like better? Hot or cold?

Me: I like to be warm better than cold.

Irissa: I like ice. You can chew it in your mouth.

Me: Okay.

Irissa: Ice cream starts with an "I". Do you know why?

Me: Tell me why.

Irissa: Because it starts the word, ICE. And ice is in ice cream. But ice cream isn't exactly like ice because it is soft.

Me: Yes, so ice cream is not yet frozen all the way.

Irissa: Grandma.

Me: (Changing the topic) Oh, look. There's some daffodils. Pretty.

Irissa: You could buy some daffy-dills at the store. My mom would buy you some. She would do that.

Me: Thanks. Or we could plant some. (Change again as we pull into the circular drive through at the elementary school.) Not very many kids here yet.

Irissa: Bradon's here.

Irissa bids me, Irving and Chichita adiou...make believe crocodiles that are my hands. I do the little croc hand gestures of them saying good-bye to Irissa.

My answers are not relevant.

Love and Daffy-dills,

Bev in the West