Thinking
Pulling out of Home Depot today, I thought she said something was under the van. When I asked what word she had used, she thought a few seconds and said, "Hmmm, I can't think." (A phrase I had used a few minutes earlier when she was questioning/bugging me while I was deciding between lightweight and regular spackling paste.)
On a similar note, Brad told me, unfortunately I didn't witness it, he let her pick out her toothbrush before bed. (She's accumulated about 3. We don't normally give her that kind of choice.) She responded, "Let me think about it."
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