sophication

The mailman got the mail mixed up yesterday and we got our neighbors’ tax documents. I asked Sophie to take it over to them. When she got back, I asked her how it went and she said, “It went fine. Lee said, ‘Thank you, this is very important, we need it for our taxis.’”

Lee called a few minutes later and said that she told Sophie that she needed mail for her taxes, ‘but you probably don’t know what that is.’

“I know what taxis are,” Sophie said, “The are what you use when your car is broken and you need a ride somewhere.”