We were crossing the street from eating dinner in downtown Bethany when my dad found a stone in the road. It was polished and cut nice as though bought from a store. My dad gave it to Lilia. They figured out that it's called "Tiger's eye." So as the car ride went on and we talked about the rock, this conversation ensued...
"How did the tiger loose his eye?" - Lilia
"Oh, it's not from a real tiger hunny." - Poppy
"Maybe when he was crossing the street his eye fell out." - Lilia
Then we all cracked up laughing.
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