I thought it was kind of funny that on Facebook my SIL wrote that her son (my nephew) was selling cookies for a new playground at his preschool. He's 21 months old. You can't write my son is selling cookies because he's not, he can't even talk, you are selling cookies. Really the preschool is selling cookies. I wanted sooo badly to comment: So, is he going door to door?
So to direct my snark elsewhere I'm presenting this little poster for you guys.
*He's not really selling cookies, he's a cat.