A lovely evening for a bowl of Nilla wafers and a cold one (sippy cup, not beer) out on the patio. Abby's got it made.
Part of an overheard conversation between Abby and a tomato:
Abby - "Why do you have a dead (she means 'bad') spot, Mr. Tomato?"
Mr. Tomato - "Because the bugs were biting me in the garden."
Abby - "Did you say, 'Ouch?'"
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