Emma with toy earrings:
Look, Dayee! My ears are pursed.
Emma and I learning how to count:
Emma, how many fingers do I have up [ .lll, ]?
One, Two, Free-four!
OK, good!Dayee, how do I have much fingers [also with three]?
[repeating the turn of phrase to cement it in my brain I say] How do I have much fingers?
[correcting me] No…I!
Sounds like she is going to become an English teacher!
Or maybe a blue-ribbon debater!!
Or (oh no!!) a Philosopher!?! Oh me, oh my!!
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