On our way home from school yesterday, I asked the boy if he liked his joke. He recited it form memory, and then laughed. I judged it t o be a success. However, then he said, "I think you meant when he gets a chocolate chip in his fur, Mama."
I have to admit, I think he's right. I'm pretty sure the boy caught a typo today. My four year old is now correcting my grammar. I created a monster.
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