Yesterday, Gianna was reading a story that she wrote, and when she came to a part where her main character looked out the window at the "gleaming snow," she paused and said, "I love the word gleaming." I think she loves the delicious sound of the GL blending with the long sound of E that culminates in the hum of MING.
I can appreciate Gianna's pause to admire a favorite word because I have many words that I love. They are gifts to me. Here are a few:
#54 hither and yon
#58 kettle and mug
#60 spurtle and putz
I could go on and on but let me just add that it's gift
#63 to hear a granddaughter's pause to admire a word.
And another gift is
#64 a lengthy phone conversation with my son's wife about kids, school, books, TV, friends and life.