A story about what happens when random letters come together to create actual words in 100 or fewer words:
Brooke is fascinated that letters form words when combined. She'll rattle off a string of letters and ask what she spelled.
Normally, it's jibberish -- some combination of nine consonants and no vowels like "Ygrjvslhv," which I'm quite certain means nothing but is likely a name in Serbian-Cyrillic.
It doesn't spell anything. It's not a word; you made it up.
Then she gets me. "B-O-N-G. What does that spell, Mom?"
I pause. "It spells 'bong.'"
She looks at me. "Bong? Bong! That's silly. Now that's a made-up word."
I look at her, smile, and offer only one response.