When we are young and still expanding our volcabulary, a child’s mind can come up with some pretty creative images. I remember once, when my family went camping and stopped at a grocery store for supplies. We’d picked up just about everything we needed, save for napkins.
My mom asked me to go grab some napkins and pointed me in a general direction. Being young and naive, I went an aisle too far and searched up and down it for something that said “napkins.” Finally, my eyes fell on a teal-green package about the right size, so I grabbed them and returned to my mom in the checkout aisle, proud of my achievement.
It was my mom’s turn to change several shades of green; being too young to distinguish at the time, I didn’t realize the package that said “napkins” had another word in front of it.
“Feminine.”
It was a rather humiliating case of being mistaken and I remember I was angry at being wrong about what I had grabbed, even though I didn’t understand why it was the wrong thing.
Let’s not even venture into what my age four mind conjured up by a confusing phrase like bridal shower invitations.
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