Quite frequently, while we are in the car, I hear from the backseat, "Mother, I see something."
And yes, I'm still Mother.
I usually ask, "What color is it?" to narrow down the endless possibilities.
Tonight as we drove home at dusk, A.E. shouted, "I see something!"
I immediately knew to what she was referring. The Daddy asked her what it was.
To that she relpied, "It's antlers! It's antlers! I see antlers!"
She saw this:
"No, honey. That's a menorah."
"...No, I see antlers"