Buddha was making our apple juice last week when I spied him sampling the sweet nectar off the wooden stirring spoon out of the corner of my eye. I chastised him, giving him a short lecture about germs. "I don't have germs," he claimed. I gently educated him that we ALL have germs. Then Bugga plowed into me and stated very matter-of-factly, "I don't have germs." So we started going back and forth, "Yes you do," "No I don't," "Yes you do," "No I don't." Until he broke our increasingly hilarious cycle with this declaration, "No, I DON'T! I decided I don't. Grandma told me that!"
*Thanks a lot, Grandma* :D
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