On Friday, we picked up our daughter Beth from the airport. Actually, we picked up Chickie and Zoodle -- Beth had to come along for the ride!
Chickie is three-and-a-half and my brain is being stretched by her imagination. For instance, yesterday morning I was enlisted to help build a tower with some connecting blocks. As we added the last pieces, Chickie noticed some "eyes" on the floor that weren't related to the tower pieces. No problem.
Chickie: "It's a giant tower robot!"