Conversation between Griffin and Maggie, overheard just now from the front stoop:

“Maggie, pick up your popsicle stick and put it in the garbage!”

“Why?”

“Because if you leave it on the sidewalk it’s pollution.”

“What’s pollution again?”

“Pollution is when you hurt the Earth and soon all the air will go up into space.”

“Really?”

“Yes. All the air will disappear! You want air to breathe don’t you?”

<Thinking.> “But maybe I will float up to space with the air, and I want to go up to space!”