Tonight, she had it turned upside down in the living room floor with a baby blanket draped over it. I noticed that the butterfly piece had come off the top so I told her to take the stool to Daddy and he would fix it. She immediately said,
"No, I can't! It's my hang-on-der thing."
"It's your what?"
"My hang-on-der thing. My blanket is hangin on it!"
"Ohhh, hang-on-der thing... Because you're blanket is hanging on it! I gotcha!"
I love how her little mind works!
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