What Kind of Mountain?

On the way to school, out of the blue, my youngest son had a question for me.

E: So, Mom, why do you think that they made Mt. Rushmore?

Me: Well, E, you know, Mommy doesn’t remember the why, exactly. Maybe we can look it up when you come home from kindergarten.

E: Yep. Well, (pause) I think that they just wanted a fancy mountain.

A fancy mountain. You know, I’m sure that was always part of the motivation.

This buster. He’s a thinker.