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My Woody

After getting my daughter home from school she sat down next to me and said:

"Sharif (a boy in her class that she likes or who likes her - I can't really tell from her daily stories) said he's my friend today."

"That's nice, baby." I said.

"Today, he showed me his woody."

"He did?"

"Yes, it was little and it was hard."

I paused, looked up from what I was doing and looked at her. "Woody from Toy Story, right?"

"Uh huh."

I had to laugh.

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