Lisse says to Daddy.
"Daddy, I have a idea!"
Daddy, totally riveted, waits for an impressive piece of knowledge.
Lisse. . . "Your head belongs to your face!"
Sometime later. . .
Lisse runs face first into the hutch.
"Ouch!" (Rubbing her head.) "Daddy, I keep getting owies!"
Daddy. . . "Well, your head belongs to your face."
I will never get tired of observing 3 year-olds using language. LOL
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