LE and I are eating dinner and BE is washing his hands again.
LE: Poon!
Me: Yes, that's your spoon.
LE: Shoop!
Me: Yeah, you're having soup for dinner.
LE: Bwead! (He still speaks in exclamations)
Me: Uh-huh. There's bread in your soup.
LE: Juice?
Me: Oops, I forgot your juice. Hey, BE. Will you bring LE's sippy cup? It's probably in the living room.
LE: Apple juice?
BE: I can't find it.
Me: Look in the washing machine.
BE: (Looks in the washing machine) I found it!
LE: Juice! Wash! Baba.
The washing machine is a very good place for juice.
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