A few mornings ago when I came out to the kitchen to get ready A. was in getting her breakfast for school. She had just poured herself a bowl of cornflakes and was getting the milk. When I saw her I asked her if she had seen my scab collection anywhere. "Scab collection, what's that," she asked. "You know, when you hurt yourself and you get a scab and you pick it off and keep it for your scab collection." She gave me a funny look. I looked around the kitchen, "now where could it be? Oh! There it is!" I said as I pointed to her cornflakes!
Yep. Still laughing today about that one! She was really annoyed with me. It was classic!
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