Abby, Alma, and I were all 'cooking' a couple minutes ago. Abby was mixing with the wisk and held it out to me and said "Mom, bite?" Then she took a bite, then held it out to my belly "Ammon, bite?".
I guess she understands the concept of there being a baby in my tummy, just doesn't quite grasp the logistics of it.
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