Soap

We're out front weeding the flower beds, fixin' to plant some begonias. It's a glorious day in Garland.

Case, the sweet little 3-year-old next door neighbor boy, and one of our babies, is helping. Case said, "Kelly, you know what?"

"What?"

"We don't say bad words."

"That's right. We shouldn't say bad words."

"Kelly, you know what?"

"What?"

"I don't like soap."

"You don't? Why not?"

"It tastes bad."