Peach’s latest zinger

Our 5-year-old daughter, Peach, was getting ready for bed last night. As I was finishing reading her story, I noticed her filthy fingernails. I took her into the bathroom and ordered her to wash her hands while I took out the nail clippers and seated myself on the closed toilet lid. As she turned around and was drying her hands, she looked at me and said, "You look like the wolf."
"The wolf?" I asked.
"The wolf from ‘Little Red Riding Hood,’" she answered.
"Oh? And was the wolf ever pictured in a sweater and skirt, sitting on a toilet lid with nail clippers in his paw?" I asked.
"No," she said, pointing at the bowling ball-sized bulge under my sweater, "but you look like you swallowed the grandma."

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