Scene: the backseat of the car, both kids strapped into their various car seats
Felix: [sneeze!]
Relia: Bless you! Bless you. Bless you.
(starts singing)
Bless you, bless you, bless you/
I made you out of clay./
And when you're dry and ready/
With you I will play!
(end scene)
I don't know if this is another sign that our family is supposed to be Jewish or not. I do know that her daddy often has a random phrase turn into an existing song so I totally know what she's doing.
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