Buddy, after watching Sweet Baby get Tylenol for his teething: Mommy, can I have some Tylenol?
Me: No, Bud. You don't need any.
Buddy: Why not?
Me: You're as healthy as a horse!
Buddy: I want to be as sick as a tomato!
Me, confused: As sick as a tomato?
Buddy: Yeah, like the tomatoes at Wegmans.*
*We went to the grocery store today, and I had to explain that we couldn't get any slicing tomatoes. I just told him they'd all gotten germs in them. I guess that makes for some sick tomatoes!
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