I know Landon is smart, but recently he has really been putting things together.
Tonight at dinner, there was a pesky fly buzzing around.
It landed on Landon's bread.
Me: Don't worry, he will leave in a bit.
Landon: He can't eat my bread.
Me: Why not?
Landon: Not have mouth.
Me: That is so smart! He doesn't have a mouth, does he?
Landon: He not drink my milk.
Me: Why not?
Landon: He not have arms.
Me: He has legs, though. What does he do with his legs?
Landon: Go to school.
Makes the teacher part of me so proud!
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