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No Phone

Still out of breath having cycled up the hill, I sat down on the couch only to be immediately presented with a picture book by my one and a half year old.


Do I dutifully went through the book pointing out all the animals and encouraging him to repeat their names. Once finished I put the book down then, out of habit, picked up my phone. Before I had even managed to unlock it, a small hand pushed it out the way

No Phone!

Oh boy, your language is coming on well.

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