"Mamma, what's 'prophetic' mean?" asked Bunny yesterday.
She heard it in a movie, but I love that she is a word freak. I remember being royally pissed off when my older (12-year-old) cousin told me (7-years-old) that I "wasn't allowed to use a word unless I knew what it meant." I tattled on him to my mom who was driving us home at the time and she replied, "He's right." Boy, that was a grumpy ride home for second-grade-me.
But he was right and I encourage the asking of questions in my house.
"It means that you think or know that something might come true." I tried to put it into terms that Bunny would understand.
Bunny thought about it for a second."You mean like wishes?"
"Yes, like wishes."
"But wishes don't come true," she stated. "Wishes are not prophetic."
At that moment I wondered why these conversations always seem to happen in a car. I suppose there is something non-threatening about making these declarations to the back of an adult's head rather than to her face.
I decided to tread lightly.