More Deep Questions from a Four Year Old
|family gardening on a perfect summer evening|
Ava: Mom? Is Wyatt really my brother?
Me: Yes, I'm very sure. Why do you ask that?
Ava: He just doesn't seem like he really is. And he's really weird.
(Seeing how he was doing some sort of snake-like weave with his head at the time, it as hard to argue with her.)