In about the last 18 hours we have had at least 18 inches of snow and drifts up to three feet tall. The yard, trees, east sides of buildings, everything is white, white, white. This whiteness spurred this exchange.
Dad: Oh look, there is a polar bear out there.
Dad: Right out in the yard.
Spark: There is no polar bear.
Dad: He moved over to that side of the yard now.
Spark: Dad, there is no polar bear.
Dad: That is because he is blinking.
Spark: Dad, there is no polar bear out there.
Dad: Oh funny, now he is eating popcorn.