Watching Her Grow

So Elizabeth recently learned about capillary action in school and seems quite taken with the concept.  I am 45 and she is 6.  I never heard of capillary action but she explained it to me in greater detail than Wikipedia, so now I get it.   I sometimes ask her about it because I love to watch her gesture with her hands as she tries to pull such a long word out of her mouth.  " Cap- i-llar- y action, the process by which liquid flows through a small space without the help of gravity, like through a flower stem."

Last week she completed an experiment where she took a white carnation, placed it in different color liquid dye to see capillarity in action.   I picked her up from school the day she brought her completed experiment home and watched her proudly walk down the hall.  Eyes beaming, she presented me with the flower, a white carnation with beautiful red and blue tipped petals, she created with the dye.  She explained to me in great detail how she conducted the experiment, asking over and over again,
"Don't you just LOVE it?"
"Yes."
"Isn't it AMAZING?"
"Yes."
" Isn't it just WONDERFUL how it works?".
"Yes."

As we walked to the car, I wondered if she'd ever know that while she was referring to the flower, I was referring to her.