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Sunday, June 28, 2015
Mimic
My daughter’s small hands grab the farmhouse poster in the corner of the room. “Okay Sweetie, do you remember?”
She points to the cow in the corner, “Moo!”
"Great Sweetie! Keep going."
She points to the dog, “Woof!” …the sheep, “Baaaahh!” …the pig, “Oink!” …the duck, “Quack!” …me, “Shhhhh!”
I look at her confused. It takes me a few seconds to realize she isn’t pointing at me.
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Credits to: IntoTheCosmo
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