As we were driving home after Sunday dinner today, Catie looked up in the sky and said,
"Mom, the moon's broken!"
I looked at her to explain that the moon grows and shrinks, thinking that I really need to read Eric Carle's book with her when Ellie, with her maginificent wisdom of a five-year-old, looked at me and said,
"Mom, sometimes little kids just don't know better, huh."
They are HILARIOUS!