Yesterday I was sitting on a park bench underneath a crabapple tree watching the spud and a fellow small play. They came tumbling down the slide in a mass of limbs giggling and laughing, landing in a heap on the frozen ground at my feet. The spud looks up and points over my head.
Spud: Look! I see a crabapple.
Other Small: That’s because it is a crabapple.
Spud: Hey! Crabapple is a compound word.
O S: The word crab plus apple. You’re right!
Spud: Let’s go play in the sandbox. That’s a compound word too you know.
O S: Yup. Sand plus box.
And then they ran off to try and chip sand castles in the icy semi frozen sand.
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