Today my son took a teether from his childhood, like a small mushroom, and he said it was like a table lamp. He was playing under the quilt and said, "This is crooked here, and it won't be crooked if you hold it."

Today, Xuanxuan was holding a toy glove, and her son wanted it, so he said directly: Sister, I want gloves.

I didn't teach him at all. In the past two days, the conversation has gone up a new level.

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