Black. Widow. Spider.
She must've said it no less than 48 times on the drive home from Hout Bay last week.
Black. Widow. Spider.
Say it out loud, it definitely feels good in the mouth.
She told me everything she'd 'read' about them in a book at school. She declared that 'widow' means 'white'.
Not an unintelligent deduction but I did have to correct her, explain what a widow is and talk about why the spider would be thus named.
She then summarised, 'So the Lady Black Widow Spider ate the Daddy Black Widow Spider making herself a Widow Black Widow Spider. Black. Widow. Spider.'
'They're nice words to say aren't they?' I say.
'Yes they are.' she answered.
Then, 'They're clear words.'
Go on, say them. Black. Widow. Spider. The words are as clear as they are frightening. To us.
To her they are merely comfortable words to say, intriguing creatures to read about, and a gentle introduction to some pretty hefty concepts.
What are your kids talking about?
My children are mainly talking about wee and poo and then laughing hysterically at how 'funny' they are. Sigh. x
ReplyDeleteThen it would probably amuse them to know that not much later the Lady Black Widow Spider called the Daddy Black Widow Spider a Poo Poo Head.
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