Brushing Evie's hair in the morning.
"Ow!" Evie reaches back trying to keep me from brushing.
"Sorry."
"But we used that [pointing]."
"What?"
"[pointing harder] That! Air conditioning."
I look up and Evie is pointing to the little hair conditioner bottle on the bathroom sink.
Me, "You mean, Hair ConditionER?"
Evie, "Yeah."
I giggle. Evie scowls.
Me, "I'm not laughing at you. You were close. But its conditioner for your hair. It makes your hair soft and less tangly. Air conditioner makes the air cool - it conditions the air."
So close.
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