Horses in Their Car Seats

Was driving Lydia in the car several months ago. (Mary usually drives)
Lydia: You're 'tending (pretending) to be Mama.
Adam: 'Cause I'm sitting in Mama's seat?
Lydia: Yeah, and there are horses pulling the car and baby horses buckled in their car seats, and the mama horses are pulling the car!
(Don't know if we talked about horse power, or if she was just into horses at the time)

Funeral Home

Took the kids walking in our new town today. We walked by the local funeral home and I told Lydia that it was a building they used to have a church-like meeting after somebody dies to remember them before they are buried.
Lydia:Why?
Adam: So they can remember them before they bury them.
Lydia: Why do they bury them?
Adam: That's just what they do with dead bodies...so they don't stink.
Lydia: Can we go try it out?
Adam: No.
Lydia: Why?
Adam: We can go try it out after we both have had a long, fulfilling life. Look at that building over there (subject change)...