Driver's License

Zuri went with me to school to pick up a book someone is letting me borrow. Afterwards, we went to eat at Texas Roadhouse. Papaw John and Grandma Andrea joined us. It was a long wait and by the time we left, Zuri and I were both tired. 

On the way home, this convo took place:

Me: I'm so tired. Zuri, why didn't you drive home so I could sleep?

Zuri: Hello!  I don't have my license. 

Me: Well, why not?

Zuri: Because I'm not 16!

Me: Why aren't you 16?

Zuri: Because I was born in 2011, not 2001.

Me: Why weren't you born in 2001? (thinking to myself, "how'd she know you'd have to be born in 2001 to be 16?!")

Zuri: Because you and daddy hadn't met. 

Me: That's correct. Guess I'll just keep driving. 

She's so smart. :o)