3-year-old: A cloud. Me: No, what do you imagine it could be 3-year-old: Rain.
Look, a herd of elephants in the distance!
A red bucket in disguise.
3-year-old: We had to color inside the lines the WHOLE time. Me: 3-year-old: I need to lie down.
Clouds, because once they are gone it's a beautiful day.
They're robots in da skies.
Imagine all the people..
Inconceivable.
