My son and I went visit my parents and siblings. My brother who is a little kid at heart loves my son to pieces.
My brother and son were hanging out in his bedroom. My brother comes out laughing. He tells me, "Listen to this."
He turns to pointing to his own nose, to my son pointing and asks, "What is that spot on my nose?"
My son asks in a serious tone, "Do you have chocolate on your nose?" The spot on my brother's nose was a little dark cut.
No, it wasn't from chocolate--but a cut from an icicle that hit him on the nose.
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