1 Mother 2 Another

While driving with the family the other
day, I noticed the girls were getting a bit restless in the back
seat. Hoping to distract them, I said, "Hey, girls, Daddy's
birthday is coming up; let's talk about it and plan it!"


"Yeah!" the girls screamed.


"Ok, we'll want a cake. I wonder what kind of cake Daddy will
want?" I asked.


"Vanilla!" Cora yelled from her spot.

"No, honey, you don't tell someone what
kind of cake they want. We need to find out what Daddy would like
so we can make that."


Cora and Maddie were silent. Clearly detective skills have not yet
been taught in kindergarten. Finally, Cora said, "How do we do
that?"


"Well," I encouraged gently, "Why don't you ask some questions so
you can find out what Daddy would like?" Daddy straightened up in
his seat, ready to talk.


"Ok!" Cora brightened. Then she turned to Maddie. "Maddie, what
kind of cake will Daddy like?"


"No, honey," I breathed, "Ask DADDY questions."


We've got a ways to go.