I chuckled a bit at her funny observation.
"What does it taste like?" I asked, expecting her to say something about all the dinner smells wafting throughout the neighborhood.
Nope, she had a much simpler answer.
"It kinda tastes like WIND!"
She went on to tell me how her tongue is like a tiny shovel, scooping up the wind into her mouth.
I love her & I love this age!
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