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It wasn't long after we got home that Popsicle decided that she wanted to go down for her afternoon nap. "Ba-ba and Bo, pease," she commanded. (Popsicle has recently declared war on the letters L and R; exhausted from the effort of endless mispronunciation, she has opted to simply purge the hated sounds from her speech altogether.) We obliged her with hot milk and kisses, and then a ride aboard the Papa-train to her crib.
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