I don’t even know where to start this gem, from my daughter…
I had cut a watermelon into chunks and was in the process of putting them into Pyrex so I could put them in the fridge when my daughter sauntered over to warm me about the perils of eating watermelon seeds;
Boo: “Daddy, be careful when you eat that watermelon not to eat the purple or the pink seeds”.
Me: “Errr, okay. I won’t eat the purple or the pink seeds”.
Boo: “Remember my other brother, the third one (she only has 2 brother’s)? He ate the pink and purple seeds… The pink ones! And he turned into a watermelon and we all ate him. Do you remember that? I do”.
Boo: “Yeah, I remember him. I miss him, but he tasted good. His name was, ummm, Josh. Yeah. Josh”.
Me: Still laughing.
Boo: “So, yeah, Daddy… Please don’t eat the pink or purple seeds. Think of poor Josh”.
Away she walked.