Josh has recently turned Joslynn on to hamburger pickles. Now, when she wants one, she goes to the frig and says, "Packle" in that adorable little voice. I can't stand them, and think that they stink and so I let her have one at a time. I tell her, "Only one." She responds with, "Two," as she puts out her fingers and counts. She's already negotiating to get what she wants...
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