"Huh?" I responded.
"You have paper in your arm!" She repeated.
"Um, honey, I don't think so," I answered as delicately as I could, as R. can be quite
"UH-HUH! Miss L. said so!" She countered. If she says Miss L., her Pre-K teacher, told her, then there was NO WAY I was going to convince her otherwise. But as she gets her tenacious traits from yours truly, I certainly couldn't let her think that there was actually paper inside a human's arm. Now could I?
Am because I'm so smart and knowledgeable, I needed to prove a five year old wrong. 'Cause I'm mature like that.
"I think maybe you misunderstood Miss L. because we do not have paper in our bodies. We--" R. cut me off in mid-sentence.
"No I didn't and YES WE DO!"
"We have bones and muscles in our arms," I continued.
"Oh, wait," she giggled, "Not paper, I meant tissue!"