our dirty hippie in training :-)
Anya: mama, I found some cheese on the floor
me: Oh, yuck! Please throw it in the garbage.
Anya: No, mom. You compost it.
It's nice to know some things I say sink into her brain. Just today, she chided a little girl for not pretend-washing her hands before cooking at a play kitchen (even though getting Anya to wash her hands is a struggle more than half the time).
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