Driving home after dinner out this evening, Staley was in her carseat playing with the receipt from dinner.
Staley: "Put it in mouth."
Me: "What are you putting in your mouth?"
Me: "Take it out of your mouth. That's yucky!"
Staley: "It's tasty."
Me: "Paper is not tasty. It's yucky!"
Staley: "It's not so bad."
Putting broccoli in her mouth. Not a chance. But paper. Apparently that's not so bad.