Last night Clara and I were at a grocery self-check out. Clara tried to scan her ziploc bag of Kix. When the machine said "select payment method," Clara responded, "Alexa! Play Pentatonix!"
Later that night I was (trying to) talk to Neil on the phone and Jane was crawling all over me and generally yelling to herself. I stopped and said "Jane! JANE! ...Can you please be quiet?" and she quietly responded "No!" Later I had gotten her PJ top on, and I said "Jane, let's put on your pants!" She said "Noooo," grabbed the pants, stuffed them into one of her dresser drawers, tried unsuccessfully to close it, and waddled quickly away.
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