A dad and a two or three-year old were having this conversation, which I've recorded as best as I can from memory:
Dad: You can't run in the train station.
Wee girl: Why?
Dad: Because you might fall over the edge, so you need to be a bit careful.
Wee girl: And then if a train came along you’d be squished.
Like a pancake.
With eyes.
And a nose, and ears, and fingers, and legs [long list of body parts which I can't remember]
Dad: I wouldn't want you to turn into a pancake.
Wee girl: What would you do?
Dad: I'd say oh no, Martha's a pancake!
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