Our Sleeping Scientist

The first thing out of Zed's mouth when I crawled in under her covers and cuddled up with her this morning...

"Daddy, tell me what volcanos do."

So I did...then I asked her what she dreamed about last night...

"I dreamed about bees and flowers. The bees were taking pollen from the flowers and flying it to other flowers."

That sounds like a pretty good dream, I thought.

"It was a good dream Daddy. Those are smart bees."

Hmmm, and a smart little girl too, I think.