Since Paul had yesterday off, we decided to grill up the last of the Mickey Mouse Hamburgers and finish off some left over beans for dinner. Just Pappys, Gran and Sabby. She wanted no part of the beans; something she usually enjoys. Paul was teasing her by pretending to add some to her plate. She started reaching with her fork only to pull back. Finally she tilted her head, reached over, grabbed the plate, started eating and announced in her "all knowing wisdom" ... Gran, Beans make you FART. I've learned to NEVER try to guess what's going on in her little Red Head.
I should confess here that Paul has already taught Sabby how to make the "Fart Sound" with her mouth, so we weren't really shocked. We just laughed at her wisdom and her real reason for initially turning her nose up at the thought of eating beans.
It's good, no wonderful, to have such ready access to this five year old's thoughts; especially through the eyes of a GrandMother.
I should also confess now that, without thought Paul and I both burst into song, teaching Sabby the Bean Song... Beans Beans the Tropical Fruit, the more you eat.....
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