My Granddaughter

     First of all, my granddaughter calls me Big Maw.  When she was 3
 years old, I had taking her to the store with me.  After we got out 
 of the car, she started to run to the store and I grabed her and 
 pointed down on the blacktop a oily spot about the size of a half 
 dollar.  I told her that if she gets out in front of a car that she
 would like like that spot on the blacktop.
     A month later, she went to the store with me again.  When we got 
 out of the car, she got all excited and started yelling, "Big Maw,
 Big Maw!"  I said, "What is it, Jesica."  She then pointed down to
 a oily spot about 2 times the size of a basketball and ask, "What is 
 that, a mommy or a daddy?"