Kids are great. The other night, on the way to a friends house, my younger daughter asked me one of those child questions that are almost impossible to answer. Something like, "Daddy, why is the snow snowy?" Anyway, I asked her, rather impatiently, "why would you ask me a question like that?" I went on to explain that the question didn't really mean anything. My younger daughter looked at me quite seriously and said in a very patient and teaching sort of voice "Daddy, we need to work on our communi-cake." Now, I know my daughter, but I am not sure whether she meant that we need to communicate or we should have some cake or both. This is the same kid that explained to me that the Green Bay Crackers were a lot of fun and that the brother of paella was cake. Yes, my little girl does love her food. Given any ambiguity she will most certainly resolve her understanding to her frame of references, which is most assuredly centered in food right now.

Don't we all do that?