As we were walking in to Cafe Rio for lunch today,
Lora: Mom, that car doesn't have a top!
Me: Yes, Lora, it's called a convertible.
Lora: Oh! A conbertible. I want one of those!
Me: Yeah, that would be nice!
Lora: Maybe Heavenly Father will send us one. (pause) And a little sister. (pause) And a fish!
Me: Maybe so...
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