Today as we were riding down the road, this is the conversation Georgia and I had.
Georgia (as she is staring at Jack in his car seat next to her) : Mama, why are Jack's eyes black?
Me: Black? What do you mean?
Georgia: You know, his eyelashes. Why are they black?
Me: Well, that's just how God made them.
Georgia: Are mine black?
Me: Kind of.
Georgia: It's just not fair. Jack's are black and mine aren't. How come his are pretty?
Me: Yours are very pretty too.
Georgia: Not like his. His are black and long. It just ain't fair!