Before I could stop her Lydia tore out a page from her lift-the-flap story book. She seemed so proud of herself. I told her that was a no-no. She looked at me and seemed to understand what I was saying. She turned the page, her understanding of two seconds before had faded and she was about to rip another page out of her book. I took her book away, to read another day.
Oh well, çe la vie!
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