Jemima came inside from playing with a big frown on her little face.
Me: What's wrong, Jemima?
Mima: I sad.
Me: Why are you sad?
Mima: It so sunny outside. It burn my feelings.
It took me quite a while but I figured out what she meant. Turns out the pavement felt very hot and was buring her feet.
Ah, the brilliance of a two year old mind.
