I made myself a delicious tomato, mozzarella, and fresh basil from my herb garden salad for lunch today. Apparently, though, I shouldn't have picked the basil.
Caleb: Mommy, I'm still mad at you.
Me: Why? What's the matter?
Caleb: You picked the basil and it's not good for you.
Me: It's not? I think it's fine.
Caleb: No, it's not, and now your teeth are going to fall out.
Me: Hmm. (opens mouth) Have any fallen out yet?
Caleb: Just two. But wait. There will be more.
Beware of the dangers of basil.
Caleb: Mommy, I'm still mad at you.
Me: Why? What's the matter?
Caleb: You picked the basil and it's not good for you.
Me: It's not? I think it's fine.
Caleb: No, it's not, and now your teeth are going to fall out.
Me: Hmm. (opens mouth) Have any fallen out yet?
Caleb: Just two. But wait. There will be more.
Beware of the dangers of basil.
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