Fruit Train

We were driving home from some errands and we got crossed at the train tracks.  Violet loves trains, so we made sure she looked up from her book to see it.  "Look, Violet, there's a train in front of us."

"Yay, a train!" she yelled.

"Yeah, that's great, you got to see a train," I said.

"It's a fruit train," Violet told us.

Momma thought that Violet was mispronouncing the word, so she said, "That's right, it's a freight train."

"Momma, it's a fruit train."

"A fruit train?" I asked.

"Yeah.  The train is full of red peppers," she told us.  We didn't bother to correct her on the whole red pepper is a vegetable, not a fruit thing.

"Red peppers?" Momma asked.

"Yup, it's full of red peppers."

"You're saying that all of those train cars are full of red peppers?" I asked.

"Yep," she said, like it was no big deal.