The kids and I were looking at a little book of nursery rhymes. I thought I'd be talking about snails and puppy dog tails. This is what happened.
Mommy: What are little boys made of, made of? What are little boys made of?
Jr.: PINE CONES!
Mommy: Pine cones? Ha Ha Ha.
Nichole: No!
Mommy: What are little boys made of?
Nichole: Umm... Bones!
Then while finally getting to read the rhyme-
Mommy: What are little girls made of, made of? What are little girls made of?
Jr. (running in from a different room): BONES!
Jr.: Ring around the pine cones. Ashee Ashee pine cones. We all fall pine cones.
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