Meet our little Mr. Miyagi
Let me point something out to you.
Caroline and I were standing by the window looking at trucks outside our house when a fly started to bother us. I walked into the kitchen to grab a towel to swat the fly when I heard a whack, followed by, “I got it.”
A doll, a book, a sword?
No people. She meant she got THE FLY.
I walked back into the room to this.