On the way home from daycare the other day:
S.: When I am a grownup, I will have new hair.
Me: What will your new hair look like.
S.: A blueberry.
On the way to daycare this morning:
S.: Today is my horse's birthday
Me: So what is Freddie (what she names EVERYTHING) getting?
S.: I'm going to catch her a fish to eat.
Mr. W.: Horses don't eat fish.
S.: Mine does.
Me: Really S., eating a fish would make a horse sick. Horses eat grass, and oats
Mr. W.: And hay and carrots and sugar cubes
S.: Mine eats fish.
Me: Horses really don't eat fish, S.
S.: My horse is a special horse, and she eats fish... What's a sugar cube?
M.W.
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