Like the adults on Charlie Brown
I pour Emily a glass of milk, and as I hand it to her across the table, Noah opens his mouth. Anticipating what’s about to come next, I interject into his inhalation.
“Emily is having milk because she was not here earlier. You’ve already had your milk. If you’re thirsty, you may have some water.”
He hears me out politely, then opens his mouth once more.
“Mary, can I have some milk, please?”
Except they appear to understand her.
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