I was taking Rain Man out for a one-on-one outing the other day. We went for a little bike ride and stopped at the farmers’ market to get some fresh apples.
On the way home, we were listening to the radio in the van. I have an incurable addiction to National Public Radio so we were tuned in to it, listening to a story about the wildfires in California.
“…And we need food, water, clothing, and other toiletries….” said the lady on the radio.
“Toilet trees?” piped up Rain Man from the back seat. I glanced at him in the mirror and I could see him thinking about that concept pretty hard.
“That’s gross,” he said finally, shaking his head.
Oh, how those little, literal minds work…