This One Is Going To Be A Lawyer

| Related | March 30, 2014

(My dad, little sister and I are walking down the street. I am 12 and she has just turned two, and has started to speak in single words.)

Sister: *reaching up arms towards Dad* “Carry!”

Dad: “Daddy’s arms are tired, honey. We’re very nearly home. Can you just walk the rest of the way?”

(My sister scowls for a moment, then her face clears.)

Sister: *reaching arms up again* “Hug!”

(My Dad of course obliges, picking her up for a hug.)

Sister: “Walk.”

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