We were driving home from an outing when from the back seat Ivy showed me that she had put her pencil with the fuzzy pencil topper in her mouth. The once fluffy pink tuft was soaked with saliva and looked disgusting. I took it from her and gingerly put it on the floor of the passenger side to be disposed of when we got home.
Ivy: Mom. Is that yo' pencil?
Ivy: I said, is that yo' pencil?
Ivy: Whose is it?
Ivy: 'Zacklee. So then why did you take it fwom me?