Championships

Two-year-olds have interesting beliefs.  Whether it's trying to convince you that a female can be a merman, proclaiming a pigeon to be "cute," or refusing to recognize anything but crying as a viable means of conflict resolution, it's tough to get a solid grasp on how they inform themselves.  Yesterday, Daughter, in between unsolicited bouts of signing "A Whole New World," said something about "championships."  Contextually, nothing quite made sense, so my wife, who birthed Daughter and cares for her on a daily basis, asked Daughter, "What's a championship?"  Daughter answered, "It's a boat you would take on your champion trip.  A championship."