How Did You Know That?
Driving to daycare this morning, Izza was claiming that they had some new toys to play with in her room. She said they were scary monsters, but that she didn't think they were scary. She thought they were cool. The following conversation then ensued.
Me: What are monsters? Are they a kind of animal?
Izza: No. They're just fluffy ovals with arms and legs.
Me: Like cookie monster?
Izza: No. He's a circle, not an oval.
Me: What's the difference between a circle and an oval?
Izza: A circle's perfectly round. An oval's not.
Me: How did you know that? Did you learn about ovals in school?
Izza: My body-ya told me. (Body-ya is her name for her body)
Me: Your body-ya knows a lot.
Izza: And my body-ya is me! It's just my name for my body, and it's all me! EVEN MY BUTT!
Me: Does your butt know anything?
Izza: Yeah. It knows that trees grow.
Me: What are monsters? Are they a kind of animal?
Izza: No. They're just fluffy ovals with arms and legs.
Me: Like cookie monster?
Izza: No. He's a circle, not an oval.
Me: What's the difference between a circle and an oval?
Izza: A circle's perfectly round. An oval's not.
Me: How did you know that? Did you learn about ovals in school?
Izza: My body-ya told me. (Body-ya is her name for her body)
Me: Your body-ya knows a lot.
Izza: And my body-ya is me! It's just my name for my body, and it's all me! EVEN MY BUTT!
Me: Does your butt know anything?
Izza: Yeah. It knows that trees grow.
posted by Rob at 9:00 AM
3 Comments:
Reminds me of this awesome New Yorker piece about "The Wisdom of Children."
Great interview questions, Rob. You really brought out the personality of your subject.
Too funny.
This cracks me up. I wonder what my butt knows.
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