Buenos Aaron

I remember when Aaron was on his mission that he was having a hard time with the language, but then he really internalized it and even starting thinking in Spanish and then it came like a tidal wave (or something like that). Mom said people even started asking if he was from Buenos Aires because his accent was so good. So building on that, after we picked him up from the airport when he returned from his mission, we were all driving for a while--deep into the night, I think. Anyhow, we were all falling asleep, but then there was a bump in the road that jostled all the passengers. Tara had fallen asleep on Aaron's shoulder and when the car bumped, she sat up and Aaron turned to her and started saying something in Spanish and patting his shoulder. Tara just looked at him and said, "Padah, padah, padah. I don't understand Spanish." (or something like that) Aaron and the rest of us just started laughing and then he repeated that it was okay for her to rest her head on his shoulder in English. So I guess he not only started thinking in Spanish, he was dreaming in Spanish too. Having recently completed a couple of semesters of Spanish, I am truly awed at people who can speak a second language fluently. I think it is a gift.