Me: "Why are you taking your shoes off? We'll be to Trader Joe's in like 30 seconds."
Her: "Because there's sand in my feet."
Me: "Well, don't take your shoes off and dump sand in our new car, just wait until we get there."
Her: "Noooo! Anyways, there's no sand in my shoes. Or in my socks."
Me: "Well, I don't really want any sand in my car, so please leave your shoes on."
Her: "There isn't any sand in my shoes or socks, Mama."
Me: "Okay, then why are you taking them off?"
Her: "Because there's something between my toes."
Me: "Really...like what?"
Her: "Sand."