Three - The Age of Reasoning

I told you before, Brooke is full of propositions lately. Here's one from this morning as she walked in as I was changing Brenna's diaper.....

Brooke (coming out of her room with Bailey): "Mommy, I would like to take my dog with me to go see a show at the movie-ater since today is my birthday. (It's not.) So I need my purse and Bailey's leash because we are going to see a show about a little boy who hits his mom and dad in a restaraunt and they put him in timeout where he cut his finger and starts to bleed and his blood is pink."

Mommy: "Oooookay. And how are you going to get to the movie theater?"

Brooke: "Well, we'd have to drive a car really really fast so we're not late. (Pause) "I could take Bailey in my car!" (I assume she's referring to her Barbie Jeep)

Mommy: "Well, I don't think they will let dogs into the movies and you can't drive your car on the road."

Brooke: "But Mommy, I HAVE to take Bailey because you have to stay here and feed Brenna on the other side still. Don't worry Mommy. You'll be ok by yourself. So, can you help me find my purse?"