Little L is the almost-2-year-old daughter of a dear friend. She's just begun being able to hold her own in conversation with the boys. Today she was visiting, and dropped a handful of crayons on the floor...
me: Oh dear! Are you going to pick those up again?
Little L: No. You do it.
me: (laughter)
Older Son (pipes up from across the room): She's much more fun now she can talk.
;-)
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