What's Up, Doc

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Overheard at the dinner table.

Kid Two asks Kid One:

"Do carrots really help you see better?"

Kid Two replies:

"Yeah...I think so."

Then comes Kid Two's brilliant conclusion...
"We should totally give ALL of our carrots to mom."

Comments

Unknown said…
I guess you didn't eat enough as a kid. They were not my favorite....unless they were smothered in butter and brown sugar! xo
8/02/2010
Jenn said…
I only like them raw....a little bit.

The only vegetable I'd say I don't like.
Kid Two doesn't like them either.
That's why he tried to pawn them off on ME! ;-)
"Oh....mom needs to see better...."

While that IS true, he is very clever!
8/02/2010
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