Chocolate Milk

Each day I am always fascinated by the things Kindergartners say.  Not only is their language cute, but so simple, honest and often creative.

Today, I asked Corshawn what he was drinking.  He said, “Chocolate milk,” with a big grin.  I asked him, “Where do you think chocolate milk comes from?”   Another little friend, Khalil, close by offered, “It comes from the brown and white cows.”  Plain and simple.  There was no mistaking it, he was sold on this idea.  Corshawn seemed to be satisfied with this as well.  I dare not squash these creative ideas.  I just smiled and said, “Oohh.. you think so?”  

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