Ash Envy

Here’s my favorite question of the week:

Little Libra: What’s that?

Me: Ash

L: Nice nash! Where jew get-it?

M: Church. It’s a-a-ash, like aaaaapple.

L: A-a-a-nash. Niiiiice naaaaash.

She said it the way teenagers admire tattoos with envy and longing, mentally imprinting it on her own forehead. Or was that just me?

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