Lydia is now seventeen years old. Today she gave me a chemist's explanation as to why adding soap to vinegar would improve its effectiveness as a weed killer. I have no doubt that she is correct. It would not matter if I had a doubt because we would not be able to discuss the matter on equal footing. I do not believe that I have ever heard most of the words that she used.
Our conversations used to be on a different level. Seems like on yesterday that I was telling a tall little blonde girl, "Now this is the stirrup. This is where your foot goes."
I am not surprised that she has grown up to be a first rate horse trainer but I never envisioned her as a chemist.
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