We went to storytime at Barnes and Noble yesterday and met another 3-year-old girl. Abby and the other girl enjoyed talking about what they had in common. You know, the important things like blue front doors at their houses, My Little Pony toys, and the fact that they were both princesses. Then the other girl came to me and said, "I have brown eyes." I responded, "Yes you do. They are brown like chocolate." With a pleased smile, she asked, "What color are Abby's eyes?" "Abby's eyes are blue like the sky." The conversation quickly changed to other important things like going potty on the toilet and fancy hair-dos.
Five minutes later as we were getting into the car, Abby said, "Mom, her eyes weren't brown like chocolate. They were brown like mud."
Thank you for not saying that out loud in front of her, Abby. (But you have provided many laughs for me in the last 36 hours.)
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