Martin and I were playing in Grandma Wimmers pool and after one hour it was time to go in. I wrapped Martin in his towel and and went to open the pool gate.
Me: Martin please hurry up we need to get inside and go home.
Martin: Mom I can't move (tripping over the towel.)
Me: I will fix the towel Martin but we need to get inside. Please Hurry Martin.
Martin: I'm SlOWLKING MOM.
Me: Your what Martin? I'm SLOWLKING?
Martin: Yes Mom I'm slowlking. I'm slowly walking to you.
Me: OK.
The word of the day is Slowking: Meaning Slowly walking.
"All children have creative power."
Brenda Ueland
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