Wise beyond her years

Last week, Mark and I "kidnapped" Emma Claire and brought her to campus for the Welcome Back Dinner - an evening of fun for the whole university family with a BBQ dinner, inflatables, dunk tank, square dancing, county fair type games, sno-cones, cotton candy, and more.

We did what all great non-parents do: we exposed her to high amounts of sugar with her very first sno-cone and then dropped her off at home :o). Ask her about the evening, I'm sure she'll tell you she had a snoooo-coooone (that's the first thing she said about her night when we dropped her off). Just for the record: we had cleared the sno-cone with the parents before bringing her.

Anyway, the sugar obviously did not impair her observation skills because we were walking around when we came up to the area reserved for the Toilet Seat Horseshoe game. The game is exactly what it sounds like - toilet seats replace horseshoes as each person tries to ring them around a stake a few yards away. Yes, this is a college campus event. So, she walks up and tries to pick up a toilet seat - "Look" she says. I respond, "Yeah, it's a toilet seat" all the while hoping that they're not recycled, because the whole thing is kind of grossing me out (and I know it would gross her mom out even more). She then proceeds to put it back and walks on to the next thing while saying "That's really strange."

And that was that.