The Circle of Life in the eyes of a 2.5-year old

Gal: They are going home.
Dad: Who's going home?
Gal: The rain! (pointing at the raindrops on the car window)
Dad: Where is their home sweetie?
Gal: Underneath the trees! (said in a what-kind-of-stupid-question-is-that tone)
Dad: Who told you that's their home?
Gal: I did.
Dad: Hmm, if that's their home, then where are they coming from?
Gal: From underneath the trees! (same tone)
Dad: So the raindrops originate from underneath the trees, and then go back home underneath the trees?
Gal: Yes!