M T McGuire
The published works of M T McGuire
Some more gems from McMini who is currently hoovering up his supper, or at least, munching it crumb by crumb, at the same speed glaciers move.
He sighed and said, “I have so much to do… I must do driving and eating and measuring and running.”
“That sounds like a packed social agenda.” I said.
“Oh yes I am very busy.”
Then he looked at his toy aeroplane and said.
“That is made in a factory with a machine and then a man puts it in a box and it is sent to the shops for me to buy.” he said.
“Well, yes that is pretty much how everything works.” I said. “Where did you get that from?”
“I watched it on I Can Cook.”
I was quite chuffed that he’s worked out how a factory works from looking at a short segment about packing and shipping bananas.
This morning we were out for a walk and the conversation went something like this.
“Mummy. It’s been raining a lot.”
“Yes hasn’t it? I’m glad it’s stopped now.”
“Yes and the puddles have gone.”
“Yes they have.”
“Where do they go?”
“Well, some of the water soaks away into the ground and some goes up into the sky. It’s the same as the steam that comes out of the kettle when it’s boiling – that’s water too – except there’s not as much so we can’t see it.”
“Ah… I think that’s how rain gets up into the sky, then.”
“Yes, that’s exactly how rain gets up into the sky.”
“Mmm. I see.”
I think he’s probably quite sharp. I quake at the thought of his teenaged years. I will win many arguments when he’s a teenager.
Posted March 18, 2012 and visited 2198 times, 3 so far today