We're on our walk, over the Interstate Overpass, down by what I call the creek -- it's actuall more like a storm drain, but it collects rocks and pebbles at this bit where it curves, and I like to take the kid there so I can mess around in the rocks.
Me: Look here. I think this one's granite.
The kid: (out poking in the water): Oh, you think everything's granite.
Did I mention she's seven?
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