My BRAIN

It is hard for a rich man to enter the kingdom of heaven. - Matthew 19:23

I am doing fine at Preschool. Mommy is very proud of me, I didn't wail or whine when she brings me there and enjoy it very much. Sometimes, Mommy is so mad at me that she threatens she won't let me go school and wants to punish me by staying at home with her. This really frightens me and I have to beg and promise that I will listen and obey her.

Mommy and I were playing with "Find the differences between 2 similar objects" game. We took out 2 similar Tonka trucks and tried to find the differences. After finding the differences, we changed the rules to find the similarity between the 2 trucks. Then I said...
Me: This one serves the aircraft carrier and the other one does not.
Mommy: How can you tell that this one serves the aircraft carrier?
Me: ....
Mommy: From where does it give you a clue that it serves the aircraft carrier?
Me: My BRAIN!
Mommy: Er???
Me: From my BRAIN that it tells me!
Mommy: .....