I hope that I can accurately transcribe the conversation that occurred in the car this evening…

Hailey: Mom, I would like to learn about what it was like to live as a Native American.

Me: Ok. Well, then next time we go camping, you can sleep under the stars and make your own shelter.

Hailey: I’ll need a deer skin.

Me: Where are you going to get a deer skin? They don’t sell those in stores.

Hailey: Hmm. A trading post?

Me: Not likely that you’ll find a trading post anymore.

Hailey: Well, I’ll just have to kill a deer.

Sophia: Don’t kill Rudolph.

Hailey: I’m not going to kill Rudolph.

Sophia: Good because then no one would know how to get to the North Pole.

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