The following is a conversation I had with Haley in the car.
A guy pulled up next to us and he was sporting a big bushy beard. Yes, he was a little creepy looking.
Haley: "Hey mom, do you think that guy with a beard drinks beard (beer)?"
Me: (Trying to keep from laughing) "I'm not sure."
I like that she doesn't even know how to say it. I'm a little sad that she is now talking more and more like a big girl.