Me: Selby! Emerson! Go outside?
Selby: Alright, I guess so.
Emerson: Um, duh. Of course I want to go outside! When do I ever NOT want to go outside?
Me: Good point.
Emerson: OMG! Mama. There’s snow on the ground again! *lick lick lick*
Me: What are you doing?
Emerson: *lick lick lick* Eating the snow, of course! It’s WATER you can CHEW! Like eating and drinking at the same time! It’s amazing.
Me: Xerxes always used to do that too. How do you know it’s good to eat?
Emerson: Mama, it’s just something that every mountain dog knows. Like how to roll in the grass, or how to be pretty.