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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