This isn't really relating to literacy, but anyone who knows my unfortunate draw to animal prints (cruelty-free, of course) will be amused to know that tonight, in our goof-off time that extended bedtime to later than usual, Fran brought over The Ann Arbor Observer, turned it to the back cover and tapped at a picture.
"Hey, look," he said. "That chair's classy."
I glanced over and it was a leopard print chair.
"What did you say?" I asked.
He pointed under the picture and tapped the page again. "That chair. It's classy. We should get a baby Jaguar chair like that..."
That boy's mother had sure done a number on him.