The mind of a five year old

Over the past two weeks we've spent a lot of time at the condo where my parents are staying. The best part is that the pool is practically in their backyard. During said two weeks, Kien has begun to confidently swim and has learned a few new terms.

"cotton ball"

"cat pool"

Okay so when he used these terms I (along with anyone around me) was completely confused before figuring out what they mean. "Cotton ball" needs only a little explanation. It's what he thought a CANNON BALL jump was. Picturing a jump that could possible be coined a "cotton ball" was by FAR the highlight of the moment.

"cat pool".... WELL.... I'm already giggling... I called the small kid pool a "kiddy pool"... So of course Kien thought that I was saying "kitty"...and the rest is humorous history.

I love the innocence of a child.

Wants to be five again,
Lyn