Earlier this week Isaac was dropped off the spent the day with Papa. I was still getting ready for work and Papa was in the bedroom with the door closed, so Isaac needed to speak loudly to be heard. I knew he was on the floor loving and/or brushing the 'family dog', Deanna. She is usually the first stop for Isaac when he comes.
Isaac: "Papa,I know how we tell that Deanna is a girl dog."
Papa, after a very slight pause, "Really, how is that Isaac?"
Isaac, with complete confidence in his knowledge: "She has a girl face."