I was trying to write when Riley climbed up into my lap the other day. The closest thing that came to hand to entertain her were small wooden blocks with animals on them. It went like this: Hi, Riley. Hi! Don't touch Momma's mouse, please. Touch. (she points in the direction of the mouse) Mamma's. You got it. (She grabs the mouse again) Hey, Riley what animal is this? (handing her a block) Goggy! Woof. Good, what about this one? Niegh! Niegh! Right, it's a horsey. You know this one too. Cow. Moo! Very good, how about this? Rion (Lion) Rar! Wow, you got it. This one is tricky. Dol-fan. Blub, blub! Yes! I'm impressed. There's only one more. (she looks at it for a second, it's a Zebra) Butt! (thinking I misheard) What is it? (quite insistant) Butt! Sigh, well he does have one, but that's a zebra. No! Butt. I wish I had a theory for where she made that connection, but I'm at a loss.
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