The sun is out of gas!

The other night at dinner Sylvia got a little silly and made up her own chant that went, "The sun is out of gas! Sh*@&! The sun is out of gas! Sh*@&!" When Derrick and I busted up laughing, she thought it was because of her cleverness coming up with "the sun is out of gas," which she continued to chant through the rest of dinner. The innocence of children. Precious.