Presley and I were driving home from school last week, and we weren't really talking about anything. The ride from her school to our house is .25 of a mile so it takes less than two minutes with the stop signs, etc. As we turned on to our street, she could see the Christmas lights on, and I expected her to say something AGAIN about wanting to have Christmas lights up. When all of the sudden out of the clear blue sky, Presley says, "why don't dogs brush their teethes?" I started cracking up because it was so unexpected and off topic. I explained to her that dogs do brush their teeth, but their owners have to do it for them. THEN she told me she wants to go on the roof and watch me put of Christmas lights. I love my grand inquisitor.
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