It’s behind me, isn’t it?

Little Miss Thing, age 4, reading a Dora book: “We… need… to go… to the… banana… grove. Can… you… see the… banana… grove. (Pause) Seriously, Dora? It’s a giant banana forest right behind you! It’s right there! Why are you asking me?”

NOTE: She may have just outgrown Dora, right in front of my eyes. Sigh. Always sad to see the end of an era.

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