Little Miss Thing, age 5: “Daddy, do you want my apple?”
Me: “Why does this apple have a wooden stick stuck into it?”
Girl: “It used to be a caramel apple. I only like the caramel.”
Me: “Uh… I’ll pass.”
Little Miss Thing, age 5: “Daddy, do you want my apple?”
Me: “Why does this apple have a wooden stick stuck into it?”
Girl: “It used to be a caramel apple. I only like the caramel.”
Me: “Uh… I’ll pass.”