You are my beeswax

Actual conversation at the Coker dinner table on Saturday:

Sophie has announced she’s going to “beeswax” Charlotte.

Rachel: Please finish your strawberries, Sophie.
Sophie: Mind your own beeswax.

R: You ARE my beeswax.

S: Well, I’m going to beeswax Charlotte, then.

Charlotte: Fonzie’s my beeswax!

Rachel and Jan: {laughing too hard to talk for several minutes}

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