It’s Spring Break in Kansas City – that means our street is filled with games. And, because our house has a nice porch, we spend a lot of time out there, which means we get to meet a lot of the kids as they come and ask if we (yes, Jenny and me as well as Jude and Jesse) can play. (Mostly, the kids were talking about playing on the boys’ toys in the front yard).

We said, “You bet!” with warm enthusiasm, secretly hoping to learn a few Spanish words as they played.

And then came Arturo (not only that first time, but again the next day). Arturo speaks no English, but seems to understand us when we talk. He’s 3-ish, like Jude. And, to boot, Jude and Arturo both think it’s hilarious to eat popcorn like a puppy from a bowl. They were laughing so hard at each another (again, neither one of them being too fluent English speakers – Jude knows his words pretty well but sometimes still says them too fast for others to understand). So, they laughed…

When Arturo ran out of popcorn, he yelled, “Mas _____ (I forget the word he used for popcorn.” I think we filled his bowl three times. Jude’s too.

We went through a lot of popcorn and didn’t learn much Spanish.