Today when Makayla and I walked the dogs, we were admiring a neighbor's fuschia-ish flowers. I asked kiddo what color they were. She first said pink, a little unsurely. I asked, "Or are they purple?" She thought for a second, then looked up with a big grin: "They're pink-ple." "Pink-ple?", said I. She nodded very decisively, obviously pleased
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