We ran out of milk today, so I decided to pick up a gallon at lunch. And we were in a bit of a hurry to get in and out and back home to work again. So we’re walking – rushing really – to the back of the store, and Ethan says, “Ahah, here’s the milk section.”
So I say, “Do you know what the milk section is called?”
Both kids were stumped. Neither was looking up at the signs, apparently, but I cut them some slack considering there are always so many interesting things to see at their eye level. “It’s called the Dairy.”
“Ohhhhhh.”
And we rushed over, picked up a gallon of 1%, and hurried back to the checkout. As we were leaving, Ethan asked, “So what’s the legend?”
At a loss for clues as to what he was talking about, I asked, “The legend?”
“You know, legendary.”
(I thought it was funny)
SO. For my kids entertainment and enlightenment, and indeed for my own, I looked up this site that seems pretty cool. greek and latin roots
Legend of Velda 