My 6-year-old grandson, Greyson, and I were reading a National Geographic Kids issue that asked, “Why do you think fawns have spots?” His response: “So they blend in with shadows and grasses to hide from creditors.”
Susan Laabs, Peyton
Our 5-year-old granddaughter was feeling proud as we started to allow her to make big-kid decisions, such as going to the restroom at McDonald’s by herself. At a recent trip to the restaurant, I gave her the used tray to take to the trash can. I noticed her standing there, just staring at the cans. After a while, I asked her what was wrong. She turned to me and asked, “Which is the boys and which is the girls?”
Mark Drudge, Cortez
My 7-year-old granddaughter, Abby, said, “Grandma, I love you! I wish you weren’t so old so I could get to know you longer.”
Grandma Marilyn, Durango
I was grading science tests for my class when I noticed a memorable response to one of the questions. It said, “Please list the three states of matter. …” The reply was, “Colorado, Wyoming, New Mexico.” I guess those were the only three states that mattered to that student!
Anonymous, third grade teacher