At Dinnertime

(Georgia overhears mommy and daddy talking.)

Georgia: Who are you talking about?

Daddy: Mommy and Daddy were talking about a boy named **** in another class at your school, and he has the same last name as you? ***** *****?

Georgia: I know who she is.

Daddy: Oh, she’s a girl?

Georgia: Yes. She’s very little, and she eats sand.

Daddy: She eats sand?

Georgia: Yes, and she won’t stop.

Daddy: How do you know this?

Georgia: She was on the playground and her daddy was picking her up and the teacher saw her eating sand in the sandbox and they told her daddy and he said she does it at the beach, too, and I can’t get her to stop.

(Mommy and Daddy aren’t sure exactly what to say next.)

Daddy: Well, you said she’s younger than you?

Georgia: Yes, she’s little.

Daddy: Well, she probably doesn’t know better.

Georgia: Yes.

Daddy:  And you know not to eat sand.

Georgia:  Yes.