I took my grandson Hayden to the grocery store one day. He was about seven years old at the time. Leaving the parking lot, he asked me, “Grandma, how come when we enter the parking lot the sign says ‘entrance,’ but when we leave the parking lot it doesn’t say ‘outrance?’”   Submitted By: linda…

My eight-year-old grandson, Zachery, was in the car with me and we were stopped at a red light. He noticed a factory that had a big wall of creeping vines. He asked me why people would grow that stuff, on their building. I explained vines to him and how pretty that look. He said “Grandma,…