Last weekend, at my parents' place Sunday morning, Clara demanded bacon for breakfast. My mom told her she didn't have any, and Clara barks out "Go buy bacon, in store."
Haha....
Later that morning, we're out for brunch for my grandma's birthday. There's bacon on Clara's plate. She shouts across the table (it was about 4 long rectangular tables put together for us, and my mom was about 2/3 of the way down) "Thanks Babcia, for buying bacon!"
Hah.
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