I walked into Nanna's for Sunday lunch, wearing my favourite bandana as a scarf.
Skippy asked me, "Aunty gill, what's that?"
"My scarf. Isn't it pretty?"
"Why?" (she's 3 - need I say anything else?)
"Because my neck is cold."
Skippy stops and thinks.
"Aunty gill, my neck is cold."
How could I not share my scarf?
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