Evie's on the floor watching Yo Gabba Gabba.
I walk in dancing to the song.
[finger pointing beyond me], "Mahlk."
me: "Mahlk?"
Evie: "Mahlk." (still pointing and now furrowing brow).
me: "What? What 'mahlk'?"
Evie: "Mahlk." (growing stern).
me: "milk?"
Evie: "ok!"
I deliver the milk and ask for a 'thank-you.' I just got an affirmation as if I had finally begun to learn my first words correctly, "mahlk."
*sigh*, at least this beats her pulling on the fridge handle screaming since she refused to even try and say 'milk' at all. This is an improvement, right? [awkward laugh]
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