We are walking to the playground when Violet rounds on me and informs me "I am a bunny, hop hop. An Easter bunny. A big big bunny with big candy." This is all fine and well, but the she tells me "And you are a carrot! Run little carrot!" I dash off down the street, keeping an eye on her in case any cars come. She catches up with me and bites me on the butt, growling.
"I eat you, little carrot! Wait, you are lettuce! No, you are cabbage! Run, little cabbage!"
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My Belgian friend used to call me "Mon petit chou" which is supposed to mean "My little cabbage" and is a term of endearment.
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