Our oldest daughter sometimes likes to pretend that she is Mary and pink doggy is baby Jesus. She informed me today after her nap that she was Mary and baby Jesus was sleeping. Then she said, "I picked him up, and he spit up all over the hay!"
Not 5 minutes later, she comes into the living room.
E(fake)whining: I hurt my, my, my...(thinking)...my finger.
Me (laughing, because she's obviously just trying to get my attention): How did you hurt it?
E: I hit it on....(thinking, thinking)..my other finger.
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