A little bit of background information is necessary here. Firstly, the Grimmlet loves the movie The Christmas Story. Absolutely loves it. She has loved it for years and, in fact, we are supposed to be going to see it in play form this coming weekend. Hope it doesn't suck. Secondarily, I recently ordered some wine glasses for a wedding present that ended up being delivered to my house. Which is where the Grimmlet found them...
Grimmlet: Dad, there's a box outside.
Me: OK. Bring it inside, please.
[Some struggle ensues. Eventually the box is manhandled inside.]
Grimmlet: Fra-Frag...Fra-jee-lay! Just like in the Christmas Story.
[I turn and look at her quizically.]
Grimmlet: It means fragile, dad.
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If only it was a leg lamp.
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