I killed a fly
June 26th, 2008
Today James was sitting at the kitchen table having some juice for a snack. I left the room for a minute, and when I came back in, he was standing on the chair. He looked at me and said clearly, “I killed a fly.”
I replied, ‘What?”
Again, clearly, he said, “I killed a fly.” Then he pointed to the floor. There was a dead housefly on the floor below the chair. “Put it in da trash? Peas?”
“You killed a fly?” I said.
“Yep.”
I picked up the fly, put it in the trash, and washed my hands.
“Thank you put it da fly in da trash.”
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