Z.: When I'm a grownup I can have scissors just for cutting toenails.
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Z.: I'll get bigger, and bigger, and bigger! and I'll open the ketchup by myself.
A.: It's good to have goals.
Z.: Now I'm too little.
A.: Oh, are you too little?
Z.: Yes, I'm are.
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DYING. Oh my goodness, that's so cute.
You mean she doesn't bite her toenails. Mine does. It's about the most disgusting thing I can imagine.
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