During the snowpocolypse (how do you spell that?) last month our family was stuck inside for a week. We were going stir crazy. Finally the seven year old had had enough.
Him: Auuggh! I am so homesick!!
Me: Me too. But the word homesick doesn’t mean what you think, it’s the exact opposite.
Him: ??
Me: It means wanting to be home so bad it makes you sick.
Him: But Dad, being carsick means that you are sick of being in the car. Shouldn’t homesick mean that you are sick of being in the house?
Me: Hrm.
I thought he had a good point. And not just because I had cabin fever.
Good point. You have observant kids.