Today, driving to church, I got to use a route that we haven't taken for ages, thanks to one of the most important roads between our town and the next being closed for 6 months. Along the way, we remarked upon some sights that had changed since we last drove by. I pointed out a grand old home that has since been painted hot pink.
ME: Woah! Look at that color!
JULIA: I know, I was just noticing that.
MADELEINE: Wait, what was it?
JULIA: It was a bright pink Victorian house.
MADELEINE: What's a Victorian?
ME: A house that was built in the Victorian Era.
JULIA: Wait, Mommy, when WAS the Victorian period?
ME: I think, like, in the early 1900's. Late 1800's into the early 1900's.
JULIA: Well Mommy? The Mintz live in a Victorian house, but it was built in 1799. But it, like, has turrets.
ME: Oh, okay.
JULIA: But wait. Mommy? If their house was built in COLONIAL times, but it's a Victorian style, what would you call it?
ME: I think houses are named by their architectural style and build. So I guess you'd call it a Victorian.
JULIA: Okay, good.
I'm glad that I was able to reassure Julia about the historical validity of her imaginary family in their imaginary house.
Next thing I knew, Madeleine was trying to point out Victorian architecture.
MADELEINE: Wow, that BRIDGE looks like a Victorian bridge! But...I really don't think like the ORANGE part.
I guess it's the bawdy color that stood out in Madeleine's mind as being related to the Victorian home painted hot pink. Because I really don't see what's particularly Victorian about a bright orange concrete bridge over the turnpike. Maybe it was built in 1799. I'll have to check with the Mintz.
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