During dinner, I was trying to get Alyson to at least eat a bite of her beef that she didn't want to touch. After she refused to open her mouth for me to feed her some:
Me: How about if Daddy feeds it to you?
Alyson: No.
Me: What about Madelyn?
Alyson: No.
Tony: What if Aly feeds it to you?
Alyson: No.
Me: Who is Aly?
Alyson: Alyson.
Me: Who is Alyson?
Alyson: Madelyn.
Um... no.
(For the record, I quickly gave up the attempts and she didn't eat any of it.)
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