When I go into get Mackenzie in the morning, she usually greets me with a little nugget of knowledge. It's as though she's been laying there pondering life and all it's questions. Sometimes she tell me about the stars or that the wheels on the bus do , in fact, go "roun an roun and roun"
Today she told me: " Candles fmell ( smell) good, yeah? Ok!"
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