Tuesday, July 22, 2008

Chacktors. Teef.

Piglet: [wanders into office gnashing teeth, holding tractor magazine*)

Me: Piglet, what's wrong with your mouth?

Piglet: Teef. [smack, gnash] Chacktors teef.

Me: You have tractors in your teeth?

Piglet: Yeah!

Me: How did that happen?

Piglet: [holds up magazine missing corner] Teef. [wrinkles nose]

Me: [sigh, stick finger in mouth to dislodge magazine shards from teeth]

Piglet: Chacktors! [runs off, brandishing magazine]

*Piglet is obsessed with construction and farm equipment. Pop B (my dad) lovingly sent him a John Deere catalog which he all but sleeps with.

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