Poor Handsless Natalie

H: This is a tiny soccer ball
Me: It's Natalie's
H: But she doesn't have hands
Me: I know. She's a dog. Dogs don't have hands. They actually carry balls in their mouths.
H: That is very yucko!
Me: Well, it would be yucko to us, but Natalie has lower standards.
H: You need to go to the store.
Me: For what?
H: To buy Natalie hands.

My other kids were slow to realize you buy things a the store and everything at the store is for sale. Not Hannah. She pretty much asks for something every day and is constantly telling me to go to the store. Sometimes it's for reasonable things like Kix. Sometimes it's for hands for Natalie.