I was putting Camille to bed tonight when she asked the following:
C: Why do we have eyebrows?
M: Why do you think we have eyebrows?
C: I don't know.
M: Maybe it's to be decorations on our faces.
C: Why are eyebrows made of hair?
M: What do you want them to be made out of? Boogies?
C: Yeah. And then we could eat them.
Ug. It's times like that I cannot believe she is my child. She must get that from her Dad's side!