I told Sam that something was crooked and she repeated the word: CROOKED. It reminded me of a nursery rhyme, which I attempted to tell her: “There was a crooked man and he lived in a crooked house and he had a crooked cat and it found a crooked mouse.”
MORE, MOMMY!
Sorry, I don’t remember the rest.
THINK ABOUT IT, MOMMY.
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