As the Smurfs have a near and dear place in our hearts, Tim and I introduced Matilda early on to the
little blue men. All our hard work paid off and today she said
smurf over lunch; it sounded like "urf". First she was pointing out the smurf on my glass, and then these on the shelf so I brought one over. This
poor fellow had to get covered in beet juice and mashed potatoes for the remainder of lunch.
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