Grandpa's Church of the Hay Bale

I'm driving the girls home, and we drive past a field.

There are hay bales scattered around the field, which catch Kayla's eye.

(not my photo)

Kayla:      I see hay bales!  Those are called hay bales.  Grandpa calls them hay bales.

Mommy: He does?

Kayla:     Yes -- he calls them hay bales.  He learned that at school.

Mommy:  He did?

Kayla:      No, he learned that at church!

Mommy:  He learned that those are hay bales at church?

Kayla:      Yeah