Talking Back

Me: Reese you did such a good job with your dinner. That makes me so happy!

Reese: I feel pride
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Reese: We goin’ to Gammy an Grandpa’s house. I wear my necklace, my earrings and my ring.
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Reese <to me, while I’m holding my cousin’s new baby>: That baby wants to get down!
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Reese: Mama’s belly has a baby

Me: That’s right, it’s your little brother or sister.

Reese: I don’t like the baby.

Awesome.

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