And When There Was No Crawdads Left, We Ate Sand

The other day, my 10 year old Calvin looked at me with his big blue eyes and asked if it is possible for people to be allergic to glass. I thought he was so cute that he asked such a random question and I pictured some person smelling a glass window and sneezing.  So, sort of giggling to myself said "Wellllllllll....Calvin, I have NEVER heard of THAT".  But then he said, "well, people are allergic to sand and glass is made from sand...".  Oh, I had never really thought of it like that.  So, I said that we should Google it (which has been a very popular response from me from the moment my kids started to question things).
 
We spend a lot of time discussing and figuring stuff out, from homework to just questions like this one.  He asks a ton of questions.  He thinks of really crazy ideas...like his invention of foot mints for stinky feet.  In fact, all three of my kids are really curious.  I don't remember being as curious as they are. Maybe I did question things when I was Calvin's age.  Maybe I asked a ton of questions and connected the dots like Calvin does, but I really don't remember.  I remember just really liking art and music.  I loved playing sports.  As I recall, I didn't excel in the sciences.

In fact, when he brought up the fact that people could be allergic to glass because it is made of sand, my mind wandered and I thought of the movie Raising Arizona.
Prisoner: "And when there was no more Crawdads, to be found, we ate sand."
H.I.: "You ate what?"
Prisoner: "We ate sand".
H.I.: "You ate sand?"
Prisoner: "We ate sand."

I am glad that my kids question things.  It keeps me on my toes.

Oh, and I did Google his question and got distracted about “moon sand”, so if someone knows the answer just let me know.