Last week we were driving in the car and Riley begins a conversation with this:
R: Mom, I know a lot of things. I know pretty much everything. But there is one thing that I don't know. Can I ask you?
Me: Sure. What is it? (I'm thinking of some profound spiritual question is coming)
R: Where do chickens poop?
Me: Um - on the ground?
R: Oh, ok
And that was it. Now she knows everything. I was laughing so hard.
Another one happened this morning:
Riley loves to draw pictures, and fold them up and give them to me a s a present. This morning she asks me
How do you spell - dear - I tell her.
Then she says:
Mom, How do you spell:
Dear Mom, I want you to know that you are my secret best friend
Oh melt my heart, I love her!







