Atticus asking me a riddle this morning:
“Why did the girl throw a stick of butter out the window?”
Me:”Hmm, I don’t know…Why?”
“Because she wanted to see a butter fly!”
(then, after a pause while looking as if he felt the story needed a little something more, and with a serious face:)
“She was a funny-looking sort of girl.”
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What a cute story – I’m hoping he will have some riddles for us this weekend! Doesn’t it make you wonder how their little minds work to figure that riddle out to begin with?

Atticus asking me a riddle this morning:












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