Pleasant Memories

I sent, probably to most of you already, an email regarding 'Grandmother Stories', and prefaced it with a mother story of my own. Marcel wrote back that I should put this story in my blog. So if you've already read this story of mine, just disregard. Besides, I'm tired of that picture at the top of my last blog, so large, (I'll know to shrink it before I put another one out there next time).
When Krista was 6 years old, I brought her home from after-school care. In the kitchen she said to me “I swimmed all the way across the pool today.” I told her that’s great, but you don’t say swimmed, when you already did it, you say ‘swam’. She’s looking me directly in the eye like she was trying to understand, so I thought it might help her to know that there are different tenses in verbs, but I didn’t want to put it that way because she wouldn’t understand. So I said “swim, swam, had swum; sing sang had sung; ring, rang, had rung’.
She’s staring at me and said: “Do dessert, dessert, dessert”. I couldn’t stop laughing, and decided to leave it to the teachers when she was ready.