Every Wednesday T, my oldest son, and I learn a new lesson in Latin. Today I was drilling him on his vocabulary.
"Incola," I said.
"Uh...settler," said T.
"Ah, let's see...Amita," I said.
"Uh, wait, umm, Aunt?"
"Yep. You got it."
"Ursa," I said.
"BEAR!" yells my daughter.
"What?!" I said.
She laughs and giggles and says bear over and over.
It scares me to think that she picks up stuff like that so easily.
My oldest son thought it was a riot that she knew that ursa is bear in Latin. He kept telling her that she is cute. My middle son wants to learn now and can even recite some of the chanting. I am amazed at the impressionable mind of the child.