(Everyone is sitting at the table eating breakfast.)(I was lying. I never knew that.)
My 17-month-old niece: (smashing her banana on the table and reaching for her sippy cup) Milk! Milk!
Me: Isn't that crazy? She knows exactly what she wants. First she wants banana, then she wants milk. How does she know that?
My brother: She's not an alien. She's just a little person.
Me: Yeah, but how does she know?
My brother: How do you know?
Me: Years of experience have taught me that you should always have milk after banana.
Til tomorrow!
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Hello, Auntie Ro!
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