Monday. Monday? Monday!

6:54 AM "Food doesn't always have faces."
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In the car on the way to school:
Me: LB, do you remember what an animal doctor is called?

L: Uh...

M: A veterinarian.

L: Oh yeah, verchinrainmeum.

M: Close.  Good try.  Do you know what you want to be when you grow up?

L: I'm going to stay little Momma, and I'm just going to be a mermaid.

M: Okay, but I thought you wanted to go to college?

L: To Stanford?

M: Yes, if that's where you want to go.

L: Well, are you going to pick me up afterwards?

M: Probably.  In fact you'll probably come back home for a while afterward.

L: Will I get to see you and daddy while I'm at Stanford?

M: Actually I think daddy is planning on going with you.

L: Oh good.  But I sure am going to miss you Momma.

M: Oh thanks Baby, I'll miss you too.

L: Am I going to be there a long time?

M: Four years is all we can afford unless you get a job or scholarship.

L: Well, I don't want to be there that long.

M: Okay, if you think you can do it in three years, I'm all for it!

L: Well, I think maybe I just want to go to my apple school instead.  I don't want to leave you at home by yourself.

M: That's sweet Pooh, thank you.  Lets just wait a couple years before you go to Stanford, okay?

L: Yeah, we'll just wait Momma.  Do horses poop and what does it smell like?