Promiscuous Dog

I was sitting in the book store yesterday afternoon when I overheard the conversation between a little girl and her grandmother. The girl was around four or five years old.

Girl: "I'm exited about the dog."
Grandmother: "You are?"
Girl: "Yeah, but remember Vicky? She misses her dog."

The girl is looking very sad at this moment. She is on the verge of tears, but just like that she shifts her emotions.

Girl: "But was it a boy dog or a girl dog?"
GM: "I don't know."
Girl: "But who was the mother married to?"
Girl: "She had puppies, she had to be married."
GM: "She wasn't married."
Girl: "Why wasn't she married?"
GM: "Because she was a dog. Dogs don't get married."
Girl: "Oh, okay. Toodles then."

There was this silence for a few seconds. Then she starts to giggle.

Girl: "I don't know what toodles means."

Now this was too cute. She reminded me of my daughter at that age. She looked so similar to my daughter. It's amazing how being away from my daughter for over a week has affected me. I miss her.

I only hope that if Ashley decides to have children, I can enjoy moments like that with my grandchildren.