Last night Z-baby, the two year old, spilled half a bag of pretzels on the living room floor. She and I picked them all up, and then she wanted to eat them. However, I told her they were dirty, and I put them in the trash. This morning while I was gone to the store, Z’s sister found her in the bathrooom. She had the bathroom sink full of water, and she was washing the pretzels that she had retrieved from the trash. Unfortunately, after being washed, they were a little too soft to be palatable. So Z learned that you can’t wash a pretzel–her homeschool lesson for the day.