"What's That You Say?"

While stopped at a redlight with my 4 y.o. grandgirl, Amelie, in the car, the conversation went like this:

Amelie: Granny, do you eat grass?

Granny: No, Sweetie, I don't eat grass.

Amelie: GRANNY! I said, DO YOU NEED GAS?

I would like to believe that I'm not getting hard of hearing already! After all, I was watching horses grazing in the pasture on my right and Amelie was looking at the gas station on her left. But, I'm thinking age is starting it's downward sprial all too soon!