The "Pocket" Dictionary

Today our homeschool co-op started.  Rebecca is in an American Girl History class, a music class and a fun grammar class titled "Can you see what I'm saying?"  She LOVED all her classes.  I was really glad because I (she) was a little nervous she wouldn't like them.  It helps having friends in there. 

On the way home after our day's activities she rips out a dictionary and proceeds to tell me:  "We got this dictionary in American Girl today!  I knew I would get stuff at co-op, but not like this!  This is great!  It's a dictionary and look!  It's a "pocket" dictionary.  I can take it with me everywhere!"  She opens the book and proceeds to read:  "tom-cat, a male cat; tongue, a muscle on the bottom of your mouth, or the flap on the top side of a shoe; (you can see she is in the "T" section) toilet, a porcelain bowl used for excreting human waste.  Isn't this great!!  I am going to use this book all the time!  Do you want to read it?"  (Um, sure, but I'm driving.)  And she continued reading the dictionary. 

And so I sit here so proud of my daughter who loves the dictionary.  Ok, not really.  I mean, of course I'm PROUD (or pleased to satisfy the literal people I go to church with who are always saying "we shouldn't be proud, we can be pleased.  I mean, whatever).   I've just kind of got my eyebrows raised thinking, all righty then.  The girl loves words and knowing what they mean.  It's not a bad thing, it's a new tool, a new path to wisdom.  Some girls love words and don't know how to use them or what they mean.  It's kind of strange the things that make kids tick.  But hey, I love that she knows how to use the alphebetical order and look them up!  (can you tell I'm searching here, amidst the fame of the common dictionary...I mean pocket?)

In reflection, maybe I enjoyed the dictionary when I was that age....