Inside, Outside, Upside Down

So, I recently took Michael to 7-Eleven so's we could bond over some Slurpees, and we took the Miata, 'cause that's just what we like to do. We're on the freeway, but there's traffic and we're going slowly, and he asks me "Are we outside?" Which is a pretty fair question, since we're in the car, but the top's down and everything. I asked him what he thought, and he said "Umm ... yeah!"

So after getting the Slurpees, I had to swing by the post office to drop something off, and we exit through out the back into our neighborhood. So Angie's taught me about the importance of labelling things for language development, so I say "We're in our neighborhood." Michael says, "No. We're outside."