Driving in the car today:
Lena: Mommy, my eyes hurt.
Me: Then close them, sweet pea.
Lena: But then I can't play Temple Run.
Me: Then I'm sorry sweets, I can't help you.
L: Because you are not a doctor, or a....an octopus.
M: An octopus?
L: Yeah.
M: You mean, and optometrist?
L: No, an octopus, because you only have two arms, and you would need more to help me.
Of course.
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