We’re watching Play School. Keira keeps pointing to the screen and saying, “mummy, mummy!”
Me: “Is that a mummy?”
Justine is on the screen, good ole’ Justine.
Keira: “Play school mummy?”
“Her name’s Justine, Keira.”
“No, my mummy”
“Justine’s your mummy?”
“Yeah”
“No, I’m your mummy”
“No, I want her!”
Well, isn’t that just dandy?
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