Sunday, January 24, 2010


*In the car as we're driving home from running errands*

Cora: Mommy, we don't eat houses.
Me: (slightly puzzled) That's right, we don't.
Cora: If we did, we would get sick and have to go to the doctor, and then the doctor would look at our throat and say 'You very sick' and we'd have to get medicine and if we were good we'd get a Handy Manny sticker.
Me: I think all of that sounds about right.
Cora: So that's why we don't eat houses.
Me: Ok
Cora: You got it mom? We don't eat houses.
Me: Got it. Thanks.

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