One Saturday we decided to take a drive trip to Seaside, OR. We were driving through Tillamook and 3-year old Ella says, "Daddy, it's really bright in the car. Can you please turn off the sun?"
Same trip, driving through the farms, Ella says (with her sweet little lisp), "Daddy, where do the cows go potty?" Brian says, "They just go in the field." Ella says, "Eeeewwww. Cows pee in the grass. That's gross."
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