When she woke up this morning she asked, "Do you know what today is?"
"I'm not sure," I answered.
"Today is tomorrow!" she shouted with glee.
And then she told me that she was waiting and waiting for tomorrow because she has Spanish. And on Tuesday we visited our friend, Ruth, who had just returned from Spain and brought her castanets and a fancy fan. Which promptly inspired her to study flamenco dancing.
So now that today is finally tomorrow, her Spanish class is in for a treat.