Last Saturday Ellie, our neighbor came over. Her twin’s dance class started up again and the class only allows one parent and no siblings to go, in order to keep the number of people small. We have been allowing the kids to play together cautiously during our seclusion, mostly outside. But we are in the triple digits of summer heat, so they are playing indoors.
The fact that Carter is 12 and Ellie is 6 does not seem to matter. They have been fast friends for about three years, since Ellie’s family moved in next door to us. Ellie’s mom and I have discussed how sad it will be when one of them or the other will not want to play with the other due to their age difference. I am beginning to wonder (and have hope) that that day may never come.
As I walked past Carter’s bedroom door, I caught a peek of them on the floor, Carter reading a Winnie the Pooh book to Ellie.
He then moved on to a Catwad book, less endearing and timeless, but a book nonetheless. Here is an excerpt taken from Amazon if you are blissfully ignorant of Catwad and don’t know what I am talking about.
Apparently one of the characters in the book was slicing up pizza and there was a conversation surrounding the number of slices. If it was cut into 6 slices, the character could eat it all, but if it were to be cut into 8 slices, then that would be way too much pizza for him to eat. I have not read this riveting book, but based on the excerpt above, I would guess that this was Blurmp’s opinion. Carter found it funny that Ellie agreed with this, funny enough to come and tell me. I explained to him that Ellie, who just finished kindergarten, has not yet learned about fractions and I asked him to explain it to her. Carter informed me that he had already done so, “It is still just one pizza, it doesn’t matter how many slices it is cut into.” Go Carter! (And now that I have typed this, I think this would be a great introduction into fractions for my third graders next year…)
Fractions were set aside and before they got bored and decided to go swimming, I overheard this tidbit of conversation.
carter – If you could be any animal what would you be? Remember, you would have to be it for the rest of your life. The words “rest of your life” were dramatically emphasized. There was a slight pause, followed by a disdaining : And don’t you dare say mermaid!
ellie – There was about ten seconds of what I can only imagine were deeply filled thoughts before she had her answer. Cheetah!
carter: I would beeee, an owl! No, a hawk.
With that most important question out of the way, they decided to go swimming.