"A California tumbleweed," states my second daughter a bit matter-of-factly.

I scan the road. The prairie has the biggest tumbleweeds ever, so I am curious.

Nothing.

I keep searching.

Nothing...except a plastic bag tumbling down the sidewalk.

Ah-hah. Sarcasm. I got it!

Love her sense of humor. Just like her daddy.

And...maybe there is a reason Californians are trying to ban plastic bags.