My mother in law often recalls how my husband used to drive her crazy with his many inquisitions. Now, it's my turn. My preschooler's head is full of questions that pop out of her mouth often causing me to have to stop and think - sometimes really stop and think. Mondays are reserved to post these incessant, but always treasured questions.
A question that popped out last week as we watched a dog playing fetch at the beach:
Do dogs have their own car seats? . . . Why not?