Naked.

The funny things children say.

One of my preschoolers, Santi, has a new vocabulary word. Naked. And he uses it all the time. You can tell he's testing me. "I'm naked. When I take a bath, I'm naked. Me and Matteo are naked." Sometimes, he just says the word for his own pleasure. Oh boy. Inside I am laughing, and I'm probably smiling on the outside since I don't hide it well. Oh the joy of taboo words.

One thing about children is that they say what's on their mind. I was at the post office today. There's always a long line because the guy that works there is the slowest worker ever. I counted the seconds it took him to walk 5 steps, which would be under 10 seconds for the average human. He took three times as long. So whenever I go, I also hope I get the woman. Anyway, everyone's always really quiet when we wait in line. You know-- the awkward waiting silence. In dental or doctor offices, you have magazines to preoccupy you and background music from 96.5 KOIT, but not here. (This would be a good idea for them. It'll also make work more fun because then you can get your groove on behind the counter when no one is looking.)

I digress again. The awkward silence hanging in the air is pierced by a little girl's conversation to herself. She thinks she's talking to her grandfather, but he's ignoring her, so she's really talking to herself. It is one of the funniest things in the world, and again, I am laughing to myself because I have no one to laugh out loud with! Here's a tidbit of her monologue:

Grandpa? Look at this! Look! It's a circle!
It's a hole. How did the hole get here? Maybe a gun shot it and there's a hole.
Triangle. Circle. Triangle. Ciricle. Triangle Circle.

This goes on for about 10 minutes.

Grandpa? That's a triangle circle.
I need to pee.

And the whole time, I just wanted to ask her, "What's a triangle circle?". Everyone can hear her. How do they keep such stoic faces on?

Children are undignified in a pure way, and I love it because you can certainly be undignified in a grotesque manner. How refreshing. So then, as a chosen generation, a royal priesthood, a holy nation, His own special people, let us proclaim the praises of Him who called you out of darkness into His marvelous light (1 Peter 2:9). To be holy because he is holy (1 Peter 1:16). To have a faith that enables us to experience the perseverance of hope (1:13-16), the persistence of wonder (1:17-21), the power of love (1:22-23), and the praises of Christ (2:4-10). [Yup, going through 1 Peter.] NAKED!

I will dance,
I will sing,

to be mad

for my King!

Nothing Lord

is hindering

this passion

in my soul.

David Crowder.