So, here we are in sunny Florida. And boy, it's so American I keep thinking I'm going to die of culture-shock!
We live near the St. John's River, a source of joy and fascination for some diminutive members of the family. At the dinner table the other day, Isaac mentioned, very seriously and professionly, the "humanities" in the river. This caused much perplexity until someone expained in a hushed undertone, that they had explained to him that the St. John's contained many manatees.