Amy was at work this past Sunday evening, and as C and dad were winding down for the night, she began looking for her toy phone. (One of her toy phones, anyway, because there are several. But I digress...) C beeped a few buttons to call mom, and then, with the phone to her ear in the normal fashion, she said: "Mom? It's Carys. Daddy and I are playing and going night-night. Bye bye." And then she hung up.
That was a nice little touch of sweetness in a time that seems to be squarely in the terrible twos!
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