"Cool"

McKenzie and I got in the car last night to rush to get to her dance class. Yes, we're ALWAYS in a rush to get there. Anyway, though she knew where we were going, I still got the question. "Mom, where are we going?" I said, "We're going to dance, honey, you already knew that." She says, "Oh yeah. YAAAAAY," she yells. Then says, "Mom, dance is cool, right?" What? Cool? Where did that come from and why on earth would a toddler be at all concerned with what's cool? I had to refrain from the lecture. For crying out loud, the child still drinks bath water. Instead, I said "Yes, honey, dance is cool."