Imperfect Translation

Clara's been walking around tonight singing a song called "Clara's Seven Days in the Week."

I can almost guarantee what they taught her in preschool today was "There are Seven Days in the Week."

Lee was outraged by her impertinence, and kept insisting it must be the latter title.

I responded with "Well, I have seven days in my week, and you have seven days in your week, and Clara certainly has seven days in her week."