As I was putting izzy to bed, she said: I’m trying to say a word, but I don’t know how to say it. Thinking I could trick her into saying it, I reply: what word are you trying to say? Izzy reminds me: I don’t know how to say it!
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Telling me about her nightmare. It scared me when the red thing was walking with one foot! You were home and we were outside. One of them tried to get on our street. I was trying to keep daddy safe from the red thing. The red thing tried to tickle me! We tried to get home. The red things looked like mans. (Mitch finally figured out she was talking about the Chinese New Year parade.)
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While putting on her slippers: I can do it by myself. Do not try to help me. I don’t need your help.
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