Popsicles and other random thoughts

"Popsicles are for lickin'," John Stephen said, out of the blue. "Popsicles and lollipops are for licking. Right, Mommy?"

"Yes," I answered.

"Because they're ch-ch-chilly like snow. Right, Mommy?" he added, doing a little shiver with his arms wrapped across his body.

Then he continued, "When it's cold outside and there is snow on the ground, we shouldn't eat the stuff that has been pooped on or peed in. Right, Mommy?"