It has been the common experience in our house that Max understands what people say in a very unique and usually incorrect way. Daddy and I have spent countless hours correcting her only to have her insist she heard us her way. (As a side note, I should add that she learned from the best of them. Daddy and I are famous for doing this with each other, too.)
This particular car ride was a convoluted mess all the way around.
“I smell Cheez-Its,” declared Max out of left field in the back seat.
“How do you know what Jesus smells like?” asked Daddy.
“Cheez-Its!” said Max loudly and with decided emphasis.
Daddy shook his head. “I don’t think Jesus smells like Cheez-Its.”
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The World According to Max 
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