Five Year Old Logic

We survived the eight hour trip home for Thanksgiving.  The car ride is always entertaining.  Sometime after five hours we all get a little loopy.  Rob, of course, teases relentlessly to stave off boredom.  This trip was no different.  As we came upon Dead Man's Pass, the fog closed in.  We were enveloped in a dense blanket of white that blocked out sight and sound.  It was eerily beautiful. . .and apparently inspiring.

Rob started in on this story of how it came to be called Dead Man's Pass.  Of course people died. . .and returned to haunt the hill. Ominous clouds apparently descend to conceal the ghosts at work. They open the ground and suck in cars, and other equally horrifying things.  

To which Hannah replied, " I won't believe you unless you show me a picture."  

The two of them argued back and forth for miles about whether the windy mountain pass was actually haunted, and if so, how it was haunted--only to be believed with solid proof.

Finally, in exasperation, Hannah says, "What can I do to make you believe that I am not that dumb!?"

To which her five year old sister quickly replied, "Just don't do dumb things!"

Classic.

And on that note, I thought this quote was appropriate:

"Let us rise up and be thankful, for if we didn't learn a lot today, at least we learned a little, and if we didn't learn a little, at least we didn't get sick, and if we got sick, at least we didn't die; so, let us all be thankful."  

Hindu Prince Gautama Siddharta