What the Kudzu are You Talking About?
It happened. The Child is smarter than we are.
Everybody put up a hand that knows what Kudzu is?
Nobody?
We didn’t know either, so don’t feel bad.
This conversation was at the dinner table: Last night on the way home from the hospital there was an old Victorian building that was covered in vines - just like the one in the photo.
I mentioned it to her as we drove by and she replied:
“Oh, it’s covered in Kudzu”
I asked what the heck Kudzu is and she told me that it’s the stuff on the walls. I kind of ignored her as we’ve had a long day (to say the least) and I figured she was delirious or just being six - or both.
Well.
The topic came back up tonight about the vines while we were at the dinner table and after her telling us once again about this kudzu , we did what any older gen X couple would do:
We asked Google
Turns out, the smartest one in the family is right: There really IS Kudzu:
Here’s the Wikipedia description
Kudzu (/ˈkuːdzu, ˈkʊd-, ˈkʌd-/), also called Japanese arrowroot or Chinese arrowroot,[1][2] is a group of climbing, coiling, and trailing deciduous perennial vines native to much of East Asia, Southeast Asia, and some Pacific islands.[2] It is invasive in many parts of the world, primarily North America.
Who Knew? She’s smart - that we knew. But Kudzu?
When I asked her how you might spell this word we thought she made up - she replied: “I don’t know - sound it out”
So, I did. And I learned a new word today: Kudzu.
When we asked her where the heck did you learn about Kudzu? She told us school.
SCHOOL? You’re in kindergarten!!
You’re supposed to reading Dr. Seuss, not learning about Kudzu.
So yeah, Kudzu.
Also, she stayed home from school today and we decided to get some ice cream because if you’re smart, but awfully clumsy - you get ice cream.
Soft Serve, of course.
Until next time,
TH and Co.