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Wednesday, March 19, 2008

"Precipitated"?

An exchange I overheard this morning from the next room:

HILLARY: [looking out the window] Hey, look! It snowed!
MOMMY: [glancing out at the white driveway] No, honey, that's not snow; that's frost.
HILLARY: Oh. Well, then, it frosted!

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