Last night, Scout was full of craziness and told me or my husband the following tidbits:
"[Punky] was sad when Poppum Dons died. I was sad when [her 4-year old LIVING aunt] died!"
"I have a great idea! Let's put honey on my hot dog!"
"I like this juice. It tastes like watermelon...or blood!"
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