Last night I was watching the movie A Raisin In The Sun, I had read the book in high school and was not disappointed last night, even though books are usually ten times better than the movies.
The kids were at the kitchen table coloring, when I heard this conversation:
Taylor: What's a raisin made out of?
Claire: It's a grape.
Taylor: Why does it look like all wrinkly then?
Claire: Because, it is the great, great, great, ggrrreeeaaatttt grandparent of the grape.