I'm working on some freelance stuff while the kids are playing with Play-doh. (It's pouring rain here.) Cole just looked up and this is what came out of his mouth, verbatim:
Mom, beware of this legend --
When the moon is bright and there's no light, these bodies will connect but will never ever confect.
Confect means it will never ever ever kill anything.
I mean it means it's going to kill you, but it won't explode the earth.
So confect means it won't explode the earth. So that's good.
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