Friday, April 25, 2008

Father Knows Best

While out jogging very slowly with the double jogger this morning Lucy's constant comments included the following after some sort of tank truck drove by:

"Mom, what kind of truck was that?" - Lucy
"I don't know."--Me
"Mom, Dad knows a lot of things. You don't know a lot of things. Dad knows what kind of trucks there are."--Lucy
"I know a lot of things. I know what kind of trucks there are!"--Me
"Oh. You do?"--Lucy
"Why aren't there any fire trucks here?" --Lucy
"Because there aren't any fires."--me
"I wish there were fires."--Lucy
"No, fires are bad."--
"Because they hurt people."--me
"Because they are hot."--me
"Yeah, but they won't hurt you if you wear sunscreen."--Lucy
"No, they are too hot even for sunscreen."--me

See, I do know something, like that even sunscreen won't save you from a fire. See, I'm a genius.

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