"I am a Unicorn. I have a corn. I am so pretty because my corn is so sparkly.
My friend is a pegasus. She is pretty too.
But I am the prettiest because of my Unicorn corn."
Trying to hide my laughter, I start a conversation with her...
"Hannah, what is the corn on your unicorn?"
She brings it to me and points to the unicorn's horn...and I giggle...she smiles back in a way that lets me know she is clearly mildly annoyed that I interrupted her play. I continue to ask more questions.
"Does it look like a corn? like a corn on the cob?
"No"
"Then why are you calling it a 'corn'?"
She thinks for a moment, rolls her eyes and says...
"Because Mom (sounding too much like a teenager who knows it all)
it's a Uni-CORN".
lol. I love 5 year reasoning.

1 comment:
so cute. Where are the pics of the new babe?
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