During a lunch with my sister-in-law’s family one Sunday a few years back, a young boy politely interrupted with a question. It seems his fourth-grade class was conducting a survey.
Unlike most surveys, he had one question only.
What’s your favorite season?
The four adults at the table all answered and the boy moved along to the next booth.
My niece Madeline, who was barely 4, had watched the older child intently and soaked up every detail of the conversation.