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As I was putting Julia, our two-year-old, to bed last night, she was looking at my awesome, old-school Sabres shirt, with the vintage logo pasted on the front of it. She was touching it, exploring it, and without looking up she said to me, “Dad, you have two cuts.”
“Cuts? What do you mean?” I asked, looking down to see what she could mean.
“Like we have downstairs. Those are round. You have two cuts, right here.”
“And you have a pig… man. Two cuts, and a pig man.”
Older sister Kirstie chimed in, “That’s a Buffalo. Right?”
No. I do believe that is two cuts and a pig-man. 🙂