WHAT?

On the way home today, I hear Clare say to me, "Mommy, why is my hair yellow and brown?" I quickly respond, "Because that's the way God made you." She says, "what?" and I repeat myself. She again says, "WHAT?" I say, "Because that's the way God made you. That's why you have yellow and brown hair."

She says, "NO that's not what I said! I asked why is my Ariel on the the floor?"

Great, not only am I losing my mind but my hearing is going as well!