Baby E came wandering into my room this morning while I was editing. He stood patiently next to me until I looked down at him.

“Is Pennsylvania a country or a state?” he asked.

“It’s a state,” I replied.

With that he turned around and walked out the door without another word.

I’m not sure what it is about Pennsylvania, but Baby E is mildly obsessed with it and needs to know everything that is going on there. Are there black widows in Pennsylvania? Are there earthquakes in Pennsylvania? Is there a desert in Pennsylvania? Does my piece of Cinnamon Toast Crunch look like Pennsylvania?

I’ve answered a lot of questions about Pennsylvania in the last few weeks.

At least he has chosen a state I actually know about. I’d be in over my head if he mentioned Montana.