Car

Drew called me last night while I was racing to buy a blackout curtain for Rachel's bedroom. She is beginning to wake up earlier, and we think it's because it's getting lighter and lighter earlier and earlier in the morning.

"Guess what Rachel did?" he asked.

"What?" I said.

He told me that she pointed to a picture of a car in a book he was reading to her and she said, "car."

"Of course, then she pointed to a train and said car, too," he observed.

I was still impressed. A train is just a grown-up car on tracks, after all...