Madelyn and I were working on something at the table. Alyson wanted me to lift her up so that she could see. Unfortunately, to write neatly enough, I couldn't have Alyson on my lap. She started to fuss a bit. I tried to distract her:
Me: Where's Horton?
(The small stuffed Horton was behind her on the floor.)
Alyson, pouting and looking around: I dunyo!
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