Outsides

My son knows the word outside.  He says it a lot because he loves to go outside to do lots of things like play at his park (swing set,) watch the trucks digging dirt across the street or just play with sticks and rocks.  Outside is one of his favorite places.

But don't we mean "outsides?"  Inside and outside are strange words.  It's not just one side.  When you're inside you've got sides all around you called walls.  And when you go outside, you go out from all the sides you're inside of. 

This is the kind of word my son will use because it makes more sense to him than the actual, possibly illogical word that is the correct word.

The Big Boy Update:  "Daddy jacket.  Daddy outside."  Daddy went out on the deck and it was cold weather.  My son, eager to help, said that as he went and got daddy his jacket so he could stay warm.

The Tiny Girl Chronicles:  Miss messy.  She loves to make a mess.  She is a cute, sweet, dainty and messy child.  I am thinking of getting her dirt colored clothes for school because that's the color she comes home after being in the playground.

Someone Once Said:  A rational anarchist believes that concepts such as ‘state’ and ‘society’ and ‘government’ have no existence save as physically exemplified in the acts of self-responsible individuals. He believes that it is impossible to shift blame…as blame, guilt, responsibility are matters taking place inside human beings simply nowhere else. But being rational, he knows that not all individuals hold his evaluations, so he tries to live perfectly in an imperfect world…aware that his effort will be less than perfect yet undismayed by self-knowledge of self-failure.