I was making crepes,
Me: "This pan is hot!"
Van: "You're hot!"
Me: "Thank you, that means 'you're pretty'."
Van: looked up at me
Me: "Although it's not something kids usually say."
Van: "Why not?"
I didn't have a good answer for that so I just left it.
I gave him a fresh crepe.
Van: "That's hot! I didn't mean the pretty kind. I mean the hot kind."
Later that evening Van and Daddy were building a Lego Jet. I came in to read Van his bedtime stories.
Van looked down at his jet lovingly,
"She's hot" he said, then he looked up at us, "I mean it in the pretty way."
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