We were outside the other day enjoying a nice afternoon in the back yard. Kyra came running to me crying. "Mom. Mom! The sky is broken." I looked up to see a single stream of contrail across the blue, blue sky.
I spent the last 2-3 months of my mission trying to learn the slovak word for contrail. I could never find it in a dictionary, and everyone I asked just called it a cloud. Either some words don't translate, or the people I asked weren't up on their SAT vocab words.
6 comments:
Yep, looks like a fracture to me. :)
Kids minds are the best. Love this story.
Reminds me of the Annett kids calling them skyscrapers. I loved that.
I spent the last 2-3 months of my mission trying to learn the slovak word for contrail. I could never find it in a dictionary, and everyone I asked just called it a cloud. Either some words don't translate, or the people I asked weren't up on their SAT vocab words.
Smart girl. I love how they come up with explanations for everything.
So uhhh....you gonna make a new post anytime soon?!?
Love you. Em
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