A little girl asks her mother
A little girl asks her mother, "mom, why an I named Rose?"
"Well," her mother replies in a sweet voice, "when you were a little baby, a beautiful red rose fell on you, so we decided to name you Rose."
Her sister pipes up, "what about me mom, why am I named Violet?"
"Ah," her mother replies in a misty voice, "when you were just a small baby, a gorgeous purple violet fell on you, so we decide to name you Violet."
"mmf-mmgh-mfff!"
"Shut up, Fridge."
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