Background to today's story: Husband did an exchange program in high school and spent time learning in Costa Rica. While in Costa Rica, he got Salmonella - sickest he's ever been in his life - and doesn't want our kids to eat anything with raw eggs in it because of that fact. Well, if you mention a fun fact like that to DD1 she'll remember it forever, but in her head some of the facts have changed. Here is the transcript from our conversation this afternoon. (We stopped at DQ on the way home.)
DD1: The cookie dough in this blizzard is probably the "safe: kind.
("safe" meaning made with pasteurized eggs.)
Me: Yes, they probably couldn't serve it if it wasn't the "safe" kind.
DD1 (talking to DD2): Daddy got food poisoning from eating raw eggs and got sick.
Me: I don't know exactly what he was eating, but I'm not sure it was raw eggs.
DD1: Then it was raw meat. His mom made it.
Me: No, honey, it wasn't... and she didn't. He was in Costa Rica at the time, so he was far away from his mom.
DD1: He got sick in another country?
Me: Yes. He studied Spanish so he got to take a trip very far away. Dad and I would like you to do an exchange program in High School.
DD1: I could go to Mexico.
Me: Or maybe Spain? Then we can come visit you.
DD1: No. I'm never going there. I'll just go somewhere close to home that I haven't been before where they speak Spanish. Like South Dakota.
....so there you have it - my daughter's foreign exchange plan. If you know of any good Student Exchange Programs to the Spanish speaking parts of the DAKOTAS be sure to let me know. Cause apparently she's all about Mt. Rushmore and the Black Hills, not so much the historic beauty of Madrid and Seville, or the Pyrenees Mountains.
South Dakota? Oh, Lord help me.