Wed Oct 15 2003 11:43 What?:
Yesterday, Atticus approached me and demanded "Let me see your nails." I couldn't understand him for the first three or four times he asked, partly because a lot of my comprehension of what he says is based on context. I had no idea what "nails" he was talking about. He repeated and repeated himself, and finally he asked, "Do you have nails like me on your thumb?" He showed me his thumb, and I showed him that I indeed had nails on my thumbs, too. He went away very pleased and satisfied like he'd learned some secret to the universe.