When We Get To Yes Where

    
   In 2003, on a trip from Springfield to Beaverton, Oregon. My then three year old grandson, became very hungry and kept asking his parents to stop so he could have something to eat.  His Mom turned around and said, "Son, we are out in the middle of no where, and there are no McDonald's or Burger King's out here.  It is several miles of fields of grass and animals, so please just sit there, and be a big boy." Well, my grandson thought for a few minutes, then replied, "Mom, when we get to the middle of  "Yes Where," can I have something to eat?" Like Art Linkletter use to say, "Kids say the darndest things."