Lizzy, as she came running into my room very early this morning: "Mom, I just had a really bad dream."
Me: "Oh no. What was it?"
Lizzy: "That Mary didn't love me anymore."
Me: "Oh honey. That's ridiculous. Everyone loves you. You're sweet like sugar. And who doesn't love sugar?"
Lizzy: "People who are allergic to sugar don't love it."
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