Kids say what they're thinking, while parents cringe
We've probably all had the experience of our young ones making some kind of rude observation that is best kept to oneself. (Such as when Lily looked at a woman in the Publix checkout next to me, and asked, "Mommy, is that a man?''')
Adults who don't have a self-censor have no friends. But we have to expect this kind of embarrassment from kids.
This weekend we went to visit the grandparents. They're in their 70s.
Lily and I and her grandmother were sitting at the kitchen table.
"Are you going to live in this house forever?'' Lily inquired.
"Well, I don't know. Maybe,'' her grandmother replied.
Lily paused for a great while.
And then she said, so innocently:
"How do you spell die?''
Great question, Lily. And why do you ask?
