Asked by Grace in the past two days:
While waiting at the doctors office:
Grace: "My birthday is July 19th"
Me: "Yes, it is"
Grace: "What is "-nth" after the nineteen mean?"
Me: "Um."
Today, as we were passing the prison in Monroe:
Grace: "What building is that?"
Me: "It's called a prison?"
Grace: "What's a prison for?"
Me: "It's for certain people."
Grace: "What is certain people?"
Me: "It's for grown ups that aren't nice to other people"
Grace: "What do they do there?"
Me: "They sit around for a long time."
Grace: "Like a time out?"
A few days ago on our way to Subway for the first time to pick up sandwiches.
Grace: "Where are we going?"
Me: "To Subway."
Gace: "I don't want to ride the train!."
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