My oldest loves to know stuff. So it was no surprise the other day when he asked me, “Where is Columbia?”
Oh boy. Think. Think. Realizing how unsmart I am (see that isn’t even a word) I tell him, “Um, Central or South America. Why?”
“I think my teacher is from there.” He tells me.
“Really? Did she tell you that?”
He confidently replied, “She wears alot of coats that say Columbia.”
Makes sense to me.