Maya: "Can we go to Big Owl's?! [Big Al's, a bowling / rec center nearby] Please, Mama?! I want to play hair hockey! [air hockey]".
Yesterday, while playing Superheroes (and their various heroic rescues of her stuffed animals), in panicked shriek: "MAMA!!! Teddy is about to get run over by a car!!! He's STUCK!!! He needs HELP!!!" Me, sprawled on the floor, tired: "I'm stuck too, buddy." Maya, quick glance at me by her feet, in a not-amused casual tone: "You're not stuck." Back to the shrieking panic: "MAMA!!! Teddy is about to get run over by a car!!!..." Etc.
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