she has the soul of a poet.

Yesterday Malin picked out a piece of watermelon to eat, looked at it and said, “Mom, look at this trampede of seeds!” Today I asked her if she knew what the word trampede meant. She thought a minute and said, “It’s like a whole bunch of people running right at you really fast!”

So she meant stampede. Either way, trampede or stampede, I was pretty impressed that she would take that word out of its typical context and apply it to seeds in a watermelon.


About ruthie.voth

Wife of one, mother of four, friend of many. Lover of details, color, good conversations, finding balance, and being honest. Passionate lover of a well-crafted sentence - even more so if it's witty. Weird blend of cynical optimist. I'm the worst kind of woman. I'm high maintenance, but I think I'm low maintenance. Somehow, people still love me. Must be grace.
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2 Responses to she has the soul of a poet.

  1. Andrew says:

    I think that is a word I shall have to be using on a regular basis.


  2. Barb & Ken Moyer says:

    Intelligent, smart it all runs in the family, Just thik your mom dad you and all your brothers. The Lord gave you all a good “gene” pool. Love you all Aunt Barbara


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