Me: Can you help me on the walk home? I need some leaves.
Hank: OH yes, and this weekend I need to collect some leaves for school, too.
Me: Perfect. This will be practice.
Hank: Why do you need leafs, mama?
Me: I’m drawing leaves at the moment.
Hank: Oh. I thought you were collecting a collection.
Me: Not at the moment. Are you collecting any collections?
Hank: Not at a moment, but I want to. Do you have any collections?
Me: When I was your age I would collect an orange and black caterpillar every year and name her Sally. I use to have a collection of Sock Monkeys, but I sold them along with everything else when we moved to Portugal. I have my grandmother’s collection of lençois (handkerchiefs). I like to collect sea glass when we go to the beach, but the sea glass never seems to make it home with me…
Hank: Maybe I will collect feathers. I love feathers.
Me: That is a great idea, but not that particular feather, please. That feather is very dirty. You should collect clean feathers. I will put a zip-lock bag in you backpack for your collecting.
Hank: You know, formigas (ants) use feathers as blankets when they sleep.
Hank: Oh, yes. It is a true thing.