Maya, of course, was thrilled to see me and my umbrella, so we walked the long way home and as we walked we talked......
Maya: Look at those chickens! They're getting wet, but not those chickens under the tree. They are the smart chickens. The ones getting wet over there are the dumb chickens.
Me: Well you aren't getting wet either, so you must be a smart chicken too.
Maya: With a smart chicken mother!
Me: Hey, guess what happened to me while I was waiting for your bus!
Me: Three cars went past me really fast and splashed me with puddle water. I'm soaked. Isn't that horrible?
Maya: It might also be funny.
oh that kid....