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Calvin, brandishing a toy knife from a kitchen set: “I’m fighting somebody. I’m scooping his blood. Now he’s fighting me with a knife! I killed him; he’s dead. Here’s his body–I will put it in the fire. OH NO! Here comes somebody with SCISSORS!” 

He walks to the utensil drawer to get out a real knife. Before I stop him.

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