Kids say the craziest things!

It's hot in Knoxville. The only thing separating Knoxville from Hell during July and August is a screen door. Being the considerate mom I try to be, I started putting Jeff and Karina's sippy cups is coozies. Trying to keep the water cool for at least 1 minute. I bring Karina her cup and she asks, "Mom, why did you put my water in a cooter? I don't want the red cooter, I want the green one." What do you do? I said, "You mean coozie, it's a coozie." Guess what came next, "What's a cooter?" Never did I dream I would have been faced with that question with a 4 year old.