Today I read Lily the story of Little Red Riding Hood. When we finished the part about the huntsman killing the wolf and taking him away, this was our conversation.
Lily: Wolf go to heaven?
Mom: Probably not.
Lily: No, wolf not in heaven. Wolf went far away to Target.
Mom: Really? What was he doing there?
Lily (tapping her chest and nodding confidentially): Wolf getting me, Little Red Riding Hood, new pants and a new shirt at Target.
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