This morning, I came into our bedroom where Gal Smiley was watching the TV. She was chewing on something, but there was no food in sight.

Me: What are you eating?
Gal: I like it!
Me: Okay, but what is it?
Gal: I LIKE IT!!
Me: Yes dear, but what is it?
Gal: (opens her mouth wide — nothing appears to be in there)
Me: I don’t see anything.
Gal: It’s that thing! From my finger!
Me: Like, a piece of your finger? Or something was stuck to your finger?
Gal: I LIKE IT!

I decided to stop the line of questioning. Upon reflection, it turns out I really didn’t want to know.