The Cliffs

Today's Commute Conversation:

Amelia: "Mom, what are those cliffs called? I forget...what are they called again?"

Me: (With no cliffs in sight on 35E) "Ummm, what honey?"

Amelia: "What are the cliffs called? You know...the cliffs! I can't remember."

Me: (Trying to figure out what she is talking about) "Where are these cliffs?"

Amelia: (In a sterner voice) "The one with the waterfall...the cliffs."

Me: (Remembering our recent trip up north) "Oh, they are called Gooseberry Falls."

Amelia: "No Mama."

Me: (As calm as possible) "Yes, Honey that's their name."

Amelia: (Increasingly agitated) "Not the waterfall Mama, THE CLIFFS!

Me: (In utter confusion) "Ummmmm...."



(Silence while Amelia waits for my profound answer...........)






Natalie: (very matter of factly) "I think Mama they are called drop-offs. That's what they are
called."

Amelia: (Cheerfully) "Yes, drop-offs! Now I remember. "



Me: (exhaling in relief) "Thanks Natalie!"


Crisis averted once more....