sweetest little lisp:

"Excuthe me, mithter, do you keep wittle wabbits?"

The shopkeeper gets down on his knees (so that he's

on her level), and asks:

"Do you want a wittle white wabby or a soft and

fwuffy black wabby or maybe one like that cute

wittle brown wabby over there?"

The little girl puts her hands on her knees, leans

forward and says in a quiet voice:,,,,,"I don't