I stayed in Vermont with a former Co-op family; Peg, Paul, Emma, and Theo. Tons o' fun. We saw a lot of nature, which leads to dirty feet. One day, mom Peg suggested to daughter Emma, age almost eight, that she should wash her feet.
The next day, Emma and I had the following conversation:
Me: Hey Emma, did you ever wash your feet?
Emma: mmm, no.
Me: Don't you think you should?
Emma: They're not that dirty.
I look at her feet. Me: Hmm...
Emma, in all earnestness: They can get black.
I look at her.
Emma: These are rather tan.
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