Last night, Emmy finished her dinner and was ready to get down. She was grunting for my attention and I asked her if she wanted to get down, to which she vigorously nodded.
So, I told her, "Ask Daddy, 'May I be excused?'"
And she understood what I was saying, but didn't really have those words yet, so this is what we got:
"Jabber jabber (exact same tone and inflection as me), get down, Daddy?"
And Tom laughed and said, "Yes, honey, you can get down."
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