Popcorns

My 2-year-old daughter calls popcorn “popcorns”. It makes sense. Apple, apples. Banana, bananas. Popcorn, popcorns. I want apples, she wants popcorns. His, hers, theirs, ours, and yours. This is yours and—as she says, this is “mines”.  Newcomers are good at showing us which parts of our existing systems don’t fit the rules. Welcome the newcomers.