Yesterday Little Bug and I were sitting in the back seat together on the way home from the bus. He looked out the window and said, "White... Sun." Not understanding because the sun was on the opposite side of the car from where he was looking, I checked it out.
There were the most beautiful, puffy white clouds in the sky. I looked at him and signed CLOUDS. I gave him a second to let the sign sink in and then told him, "CLOUDS."
"Cluh- oowws- ds." He tried on the word, seeing how it fit. Apparently, not well. "No. NO! WHITE NO! UP HIGH!"
He called the clouds snow that was up high. He looked at me to see if he was right and all I could do is smile.
From this day forward, clouds in our house shalll be known as white snow up high.
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