Suzanne is in second grade now--a curly-haired, pony-tailed Energizer Bunny of a kid who prides herself in being a tomboy and disdains anything remotely girly (though lately she has been making some tentative movement in that direction: "I need to start wearing dresses," she announced the other day). For the most part, though, she is a Material Girl--that is, as long as the material in question is mud, or poop, or boogers, or anything gross. I am looking forward to the day when she outgrows this phase, I admit, but in the meantime it makes for some interesting moments. In class the other day, she reported, her teacher was working on the "k" sound. "Coin" was one even though it was spelled with a C, one of those confusing things about the English language, and then her teacher said, "Okay, class, what are some 'doing' words we can think of that you can do with a coin that have the 'k' sound?"
"Keep," somebody said, and that was good. "Anything else?" the teacher said, obviously hoping somebody would come up with "count." But the class' collective imagination failed...until Suzanne offered: "Puke!"
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