Zeke got a sliver in his foot. He took it out himself and told me it was bleeding. I checked it out, then hugged him and kissed his cheek. "I'm afraid that's not where it hurts," he informed me. Here is where the sliver was.
The little one set me straight, as well. Daisy and I were making brownies for a Christmas party. I asked her to keep her fingers out because it was for other people. She then informed me, "We're peoples, too."
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