Sometimes I wonder about the things I tell this littlest of bits. For sure, she’s a rare find but she’s still a baby.

Do I burden her when I tell her she’s my best friend? When do we really have to stop swearing in front of her? Should we start spelling F-U-C….?

I vacillate between not explaining anything and over explaining everything. We were driving home the other day and she was getting antsy in her car seat. We were really almost home so I told her to look out the windows and she would recognize our hood.

Then I had to explain what recognize meant.

Then I had to explain why even have the higher level word - why not just say the other words that make up the meaning of recognize.

Then I had to at least mention the complexity of the English language and how some people totally F-U-C… it up.

Yowza. There’s so much this gal doesn’t know. She’s learning every waking minute of every day. I can see it happening.

That’s the real burden and it’s on us. The burden is on us to teach her. If not everything, most things.

But she already knows what a best friend is.