Maya was standing on a chair "helping" me put away the dishes, and announcing everything that was in there. "Mommy, here's your cup, and my bowl, and Daddy's cup, and here's a plate, and this is a dead chicken, and here is a tiny cup..." What? I asked her to show me the dead chicken. She held up a piece of ginger root that was in there. I knew it was there, that's where I keep it. Maya, however knows nothing of ginger root, and just assumed (why on earth I will never know) it was a dead chicken, but was less than alarmed by it. Hmmmm Maybe that kid needs more to worry about.
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LOL! I am totally giggling about the dead chicken.
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