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Yesterday, my wife, 3 year old daughter and myself were walking around on a local playground. Running from the bottom of the slide to the ladder back up for anoter go-around, my daughter bent down and picked something up off of the ground. Heading over to make sure it wasn't something unsavory, she stopped me short by holding up a roughly cut red bead fallen off of some kid's 'jewelry'.
"Look," she said holding it up for me to see "Someone dropped a dice!"
The look on my wife's face was priceless.
"Yes," I said nodding at the treasure "can you say polyhedrial?"
"Poleedral" my dauger said.
"Very good" I said.
"I need a drink" my wife said.
What a truly lovely moment.
That story is good stuff. I can't wait until my son gets old enough that he wants to play. He's only 8 months old now, so I guess I still have a little while to wait.