The other day, I was driving the kids home from school. We carpool with our neighbors, the Worcotts, who have a son in second grade, Zac, and a daughter in kindergarten, Maddy (Zac, Maddy and Ella are in the photo at left being train conductors together at Disney World). I often eavesdrop on their fascinating conversations and this day was no exception. Part of it went a little like this:
Maddy: Ahhh, I want to see my horse soooo bad. I miss him soooo much.
Me (silently thinking to myself): Do they have a horse that I don't know about? I've never heard that they have a horse.
Ella: Where's your horse:
Maddy: In Colorado.
Zac: He's at cochlear camp (Zac is deaf and has a cochlear implant).
Ella: Huh?
Zac: At cochlear camp.
Ella: I want to go to cochlear camp. What is it?
Zac: You have to have someone in your family who is deaf to go to cochlear camp.
Ella: Oh, I hope our baby is deaf so we can go to cochlear camp.
Ella, I assure you, there are far easier ways to go on a horse ride than to have your little brother be deaf and have to get a cochlear implant so you can go to cochlear camp. In fact, I think I'll start looking into some local horse riding opportunities right now...
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Sweet blog! You rock, honey!
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