The problem with too many words is that we don’t say or hear them in real life, and we don’t necessarily know for sure how they’re pronounced. (I don’t even watch or listen to the news; I read everything off my feed.)
So I’m looking up the pronunciation for “stalwart” (“wart” or “wurt”?) and Z comes running along to see what I’m up to. The cool thing about him is that he always asks what something means. I give him a kid-friendly definition and he goes, “If you eat a lot of sweets for a long time, you’re a sweet stalwart!”
Sigh. As eager as I am to have eight daylight hours to myself, I’ll miss having him home next year.