Driving in the car. Pouring rain.
Cub: Mama, why are we going this way?
Me: Because it's faster.
Cub: Why is it faster?
Me: Because we don't have to stop as much.
Cub: Why don't we have to stop as much?
Me: Because there aren't as many stop signs.
Cub: But there's a stop sign.
Me: Yes, there are still stop signs, just not as many.
Cub: And there's another stop sign.
Me: Yes, two stop signs. Two. As opposed to, you know, eleventy billion.
Cub: Two stop signs?
Cub: So it's faster?
Cub: But why is it faster?
Me: Because there aren't as many (dang it, don't say stop signs!) ... cars.
Cub: Not as many cars?
Me: Not as many cars.
Cub: So there's just our car?
Me: Well, no, there are other--
Cub:--because I see another car!
Me: YES THERE ARE OTHER CARS.
Cub: Why are there other cars?
Me: Let's turn on the radio.