Sometimes it baffles me how her little mind works. When she was having dinner last night, she mentioned that her bowl is broken. I explained to her that it was her plate that was broken and it broke because she was rough with it. And I told her I threw it away. Then she asked me, "why was she rough with it? Why did Laetitia do that?" I looked at her and said, "you will have to answer that." And she turned to me and said, no, "you", pointing to me "are Laetitia, I am Mummy. Why did you break the plate?". Errrrr..... I just burst out laughing. Silly thing.
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