A Lazy Afternoon…

…wherein my granddaughter asks me to open a box of candy band-aids:

Granddaughter: “Bee-Pa, would you open this for me, please?”

Me: “Now you know your mommy said you couldn’t have any more candy…”

Granddaughter: “But they’re not candy, Bee-Pa.”

Me: “They’re not? What are they?”

Granddaughter: “They’re band-aids; you put them on your arm and then you eat them.”

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