Xavier came to me today and said, "Mom, what's a straight?"
Obviously, I have gambling on the brain, since I immediately thought he was talking about poker. "I can't remember."
Xavier thought about that for a bit and replied, "Well, I know there's one between Africa and Spain. I think it's a tiny bit of water running between two pieces of land."
Oh. Right. That kind of straight. Um, well, at least my intentional teaching is working.