Me (to Dad): Probably all those blueberries he ate. He had blueberries from the freezer, blueberry pie...
C: And from the plant. And one from the sand!
Dad: That's icky.
Me: You're not supposed to eat the sand.
C: But it was good!
C: My mouth feels all scratchy.
Me: It does?
C: Yeah, I was eating sand.
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