Mother Nature

This morning when Jenny was getting ready, she asked me who Mother Nature is. I told her that it's not a real person, just something people say. She said, "It is too a real person. That's who decides if it's going to be cold or hot or rainy or snowy." So now you know.

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We were on the way to dinner a couple nights ago, and we were talking in the car. For some reason, we got on the subject of the little procedure Jenny had to have done last year when she had all those urinary tract infections. She was talking to Reagan, and she said, "I had to have something put up my privates. You don't want to have that done because it hurt a lot."

Reagan said, "Daddy, you had something put in your pirate too, didn't you?"

It was very amusing, but I decided we needed to end the conversation before we got to a restaurant.