I announced first thing this morning that I was going to help Katie clean her room today. We've been putting it off for four days now. After a couple cups of coffee I got side-tracked writing, while Katie played all morning. We finally sat down to breakfast at 1:07PM. Needless to say, Katie and I have been a couple of slackers so far this summer vacation. That doesn't mean Katie's brain is turning to mush. She's still thinking.
Katie: "Mom, when I put the bite of egg under my tongue I'm like, 'Huh, what is that? Is that an egg? I can't taste it.' But if I put the bite of egg on top of my tongue I'm like, "Mmm, this is a tasty bite of egg!"
Me: "Yep, that's right. Why do you think that is?"
Katie: "Because I have like thousands of taste buds on top of my tongue and like maybe one taste bud under my tongue?"
Me: "That sounds right to me. Did you read about that somewhere or just figure it out yourself?"
Katie: "I just figured it out myself."
Me: "Wow, like a real scientist., experimenting with ideas and figuring stuff out."
Katie, beaming, "Yep!" Suddenly serious, "You know, Mom, most scientists like messes."
Me: "But what if their work space is so messy they can't conduct an experiment?"
Katie: "But that's what scientists do. They create messes when they work."
Me: "Well sure. Same as artists. I'd rather write than clean my house."
We both sat silently together. After a minute, I said, "Well, I'm going to go blog about this. I'll help you clean your room when I'm done." I left her to conduct experiments on things that need figuring out. Cleaning can wait for science and art.