Well Why Not!

I walked in on a rather amusing conversation yesterday between my children. Now keep in mind, my oldest daughter has always lived in the here and now. She's had a firm grasp on reality at an extremely early age. In fact, at the age of four, she once told her grandfather, who happens to be a diehard Yankees fan, to stop yelling at the TV, they can't hear you. Daughter number two has not quite reached that level of reasoning yet. In fact, it's almost as if she's refusing to accept it. When you hear the things that are uttered from her mouth, you realize the little girl that's still frolicking around inside of her cranium. So yesterday's conversation had something to do with ponies not being able to drive cars. The seven year old asks the fifteen year old, "It's because they don't have 'attachable' thumbs, right"? Of course, we got a chuckle out of this, and my oldest, being the family editor, corrected the wrong vocabulary, by telling her, the word is ' opposable'. After thinking awhile, maybe 'attachable' thumbs are not the correct term, but could be a solution to the problem, if somebody were to invent such a thing. Maybe ponies could drive if they were equipped with 'attachable' thumbs. Maybe a lot of species could do more motor function with a little bionic help. Then it dawned on me. Even with the aid of an 'opposable, attachable' thumb, ponies have hooves, not hands! A thumb is of no value if you're missing the other four digits, duh. Sometimes seven year old children can be so silly, thinking up such preposterous ideas. Besides, if I equipped my dog with such a devise, he would then just open the refrigerator door, and help himself, rather than waiting for something to drop on the floor, or try to sneak something off the table. But, he could let himself in and out when he has to go. I guess there's an upside and downside to everything.