Cats Don't Have Dads

Cedric's becoming quite the climber. I was making dinner and turned around to find him on top of Lily's art table.


The other day Jefferson was having Cinnamon Toast Crunch for breakfast. He came up to me and asked "Mom, will you eat Cinnamon Roast Beef with me?"

Lily got a whole bunch of kittens and cats for her birthday (stuffed of course). She was trying to name them and I kept asking her which one was the dad. She finally said "cats don't have dads". I said "yes they do. Everything has to have a mom and a dad to make a baby". She looked at me, thinking about what I said and I thought "great, I just opened up the whole 'how are babies made' subject". However, Lily's response was "what about trees?"