My best friend, Kat, is flying up for a visit this week. As the time to meet her flight gets nearer, Isaiah gets more excited. This is our conversation this morning.
Isaiah: I will be happy when I see Kat. I only shy when I meet a grown up.
Me: Kat is a grown up. What did you think she was?
Isaiah: I thought she was a mid-up. I won’t be shy when I meet Kat.