One day last summer on our way home from showing Gran most of the Dedham bunnies, Gran and I got to reminiscing about other places we’ve toured together. Like St. Augustine.
The Five-Year-Old, excitedly: “St. Augustine? Is that a volcano?”
Gran: “No. It’s the oldest settlement in America.”
The Five-Year-Old, in great disgust: “Oh, the volcano theory is totally blown.”
- In which The Five-Year-Old plans to be sneaky (Caterpickles)