Out of nowhere - well, maybe out of her cracked interpretations of Richard Scarry books - Julia has hit on France and the French being the epitome of foreignness. I refrain from telling her, "Wait'll you learn about Iowa, man."
Anyhow, this past weekend, she refined her talk about "Mother Earth" by saying, with a half-joking expectation of an actual answer, "What would happen if a boy came up to me outside and said, 'Hello, I'm from France. There are ten Mother Earths!' What would I say?"
Indeed. What would you say?