Musings of an 8 year old

Vian was playing with his stuffed animals.

Vian: Watch my deer. It can do a somersault backwards.

Sempi: (thinks for a bit, turns to me)... if you call a flip a somersault, do you call a backward flip a wintersugar

Me: What a terribly missed opportunity. They just call it a reverse somersault, those unimaginative linguists.