Day #205 The other giraffe

“My giraffe!”

“What, honey?”

“My giraffe!”

“But you have your giraffe. It’s right here.”

“Noooooo. My other giraffe.”

“But… they’re both the same, honey. They’re identical.”

“No! The other giraffe, mommy! Want my other giraffe!”

I picked up his giraffe, went to the other room, put Giraffe #1 on the bed, picked up Giraffe #2 from the bed, went back into his room, and gave it to him.

“Thank you, mommy.”

If I could peer into the mind of a toddler and make sense of it, I would be a very rich woman.

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