Interpreting the Language of Toddlerhood

Last night, as we are getting the boys in the van to go to daddy's basketball game, Caden yells with exasperation mixed with astonishment, "Hey! There's a d!ck in our van!" I wasn't really paying attention and didn't quite hear what he said, but I looked up and wondered why Doug was cracking up. But then Caden, who is very much into the questioning everything stage, says, "Mommy, what are d!cks for?" In that moment, my mind is racing, wondering how on earth I answer THAT question! But thankfully, my sweet little boy proceeds to hold up for me to see, two little STICKS he has found in his carseat. Thank you, Jesus, for creating sticks and for a sense of humor!