Conversations with Jenna

Driving home from the sitter's, we pass a company which has hung Christmas lights on their fence.

Jenna: "Mom, look at those lights! Aren't they lovely?"
Me: "Yep, just lovely."
Jenna: "There are no lights in the trees...that's strange."
Me: "Yes, quite strange."
Jenna: "Yes, very strange."

She's only four, but you'd think you were talking to your grandmother.