Five year old Haley looked at her mother and said, “Momma, you look radioactive.”
Sharon looked at her daughter, smiled, and said, “Radioactive? Sweetie, do you know what that means?”
Haley puffed out her chest and said, “Yes, Momma. I’m not stupid, you know.”
“No, of course you’re not,” Sharon said. “But tell me what you mean when you say I look radioactive. Do you mean I look like I’m glowing?”
“Stop being silly, Momma,” Haley said. “You look pretty is what radioactive means.”
Actually, Sweetie, that’s not what radioactive means,” Sharon said. “It has something to do with energy and atoms and bombs and I don’t think it’s necessarily a good thing.”
Haley looked confused. “Then why did Daddy call you radioactive last night? I heard him. You were leaving for the party after the babysitter got here and he told you that you looked radioactive. It made you happy.”
Sharon smiled. “Sweetie, he didn’t call me radioactive. He called me radiant.”
“Is that a good thing, Momma?” Haley asked.
“Yes, Baby,” Sharon said. “It’s a very good thing.
Written for today’s one-word prompt, “radiant.”
This, That, and the Other 
I got the impression mother was still glowing radiantly.
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Maybe she is radioactive!
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Well written! Love the purity of children!
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Thank you, LD.
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Kids can say the darndest things.
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I remember your post when you asked your mother about old tomato.
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Ultimatum = old tomato. Radiant = radioactive.
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No I mean from child like innocence theme.
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