I can't identify cars, except by color and number of doors. The status attributed to BMW, Lexus, Audi, whatever, means nothing to me. And so, I was surprised the other day when, from DS in the backseat, I heard, "Mommy, that's a Jeep. Jeeps have tires on the back. Let's find more Jeeps." Huh, did you know that Jeeps often have tires on the back? Sure enough. And now we spot them wherever we go.
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During Sunday school this week, the woman who volunteered in the nursery--one of our favorite octagenarians Miss Louise--drew a picture of DD. With curly hair. DD apparently quickly (and hopefully nicely), "I don't have curly hair. You have curly hair."
And indeed, Miss Louise's hair is curly.
I guess DD likes her art realistic.
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