Zoe tells it like it is. Take 2.

(Second installment in an apparent series.)

“Mama. Girls are prettier than boys.

And.

Boys are handsomer than pets.”

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A little while later…

In an attempt to commit this to memory so I could tell you about it tonight, I repeated it to her. “So Zoe. Girls are prettier than boys and boys are handsomer than pets?”

“No mama. Girls are prettier than boys. And boys are handsomer than babies. And babies are handsomer than pets.”