5-Year-Old: Empathy! I don't even know what it means! Me- I know how you feel.
Because they built their stuff with reads!
Don't worry they'll tell you.
Before writing the poem, he felt he had to do some sole-searching.
It was feeling crumby.
She sells shesells...I mean...Sea sells sea shells...dammit! She's...a beachside entrepreneur.
They really look like adults, especially the 20-years old
PIKA PIKA PIKA (Credit to my 5 year old son)
Me: I don't know. 5-year-old: Me: 5-year-old: Is it because your cooking makes God angry