This morning she asked me, "Me have piece can-ny?"
I told her ok (don't judge, we have a ton of Halloween candy and I'd rather she have it earlier than right before nap time). I was washing dishes so I went to dry my hands so I could get it down from the top of the hutch (see, we do have limits), but before I got there I heard, "No, me not know how me get it! Me tiny! Oo 'ig!"
Then, later, I heard her playing and two somethings were talking to each other.
"Ohh! Oo eat mine apples! Why you eat mine apples?"
"Me hun-gee."
"UUhh!" (You have to picture her face with this one... wrinkled nose, squinty eyes and curled lip... she's very good at this face.)
"Me 'orry."
"Awe! Oo mine best buddy!"
And then the objects hugged.
I turned around about halfway through this imaginary dialog to see this:
Yes, her brush and comb were having a conversation where one ate the other's apples. What can you do besides laugh, snap a quick picture, and then blog about it?
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