I love the way kids think

My son has a plush snowman doll, probably from the movie of the same name. The smile isn't a series of dots like pieces of coal, but rather, a black line. This morning, he asked me if anyone eats the green parts of a carrot. I told him I didn't think so. He was wondering because folks usually take the green part off of a carrot and then stick the orange part in the snow for the snowman's nose. Interesting.

Then he went on to wonder about the mouth. How do I think they made it? I said, maybe a piece of black licorice. He said, yeah, or maybe a dead black snake. Thought a little. Or maybe a dead black worm. Sure, maybe so, I said.

Loving it.