I spent the afternoon with my little niece, Kyra today. She's a cutie ... all of 5 years old. We ran errands -- the bank, the beer store (as Kyra affectionately called it ... It was a brewery.), the vet, and then we headed to the park ...
to chill out for a bit.
Kyra is a pretty quick little whippersnapper. She's pretty hysterical, actually. She says some pretty great things. A few examples.
The scene: Driving down the street, Bailey is sitting in the front seat, Kyra is in the seat behind her. B's ears are flapping in the wind. Something like this:
Kyra notices how transparent Bailey's ears are and see her veins.
Kyra says: "Aunt Mary, why does Bailey have cracks in her ears?"
Aunt Mary almost pees herself.
Later Kyra speaks up from the back seat:
"Aunt Mary, why do boys have so much hair on their legs?"
Aunt Mary started to explain testosterone and all that jazz but reconsidered.