This evening, over a plateful of hard-boiled eggs, Chris and Ellie had the following conversation:
Ellie: "How come there's no baby chicks inside the eggs when we buy them at the store?"
Chris: "Well, it's because the eggs aren't fertilized."
E: "So, that means there were no roosters around to fertilize the eggs in the chickens?"
C: "Um, yes, that's exactly what that means. How did you know that?"
E: "Oh, I listened at the door when you and Mom were talking to sissies. Because I wanted to learn stuff, too."
Guess that's one talk we won't have to have.
This girl cracks me up.