Lola and I brought some windfall apples to the horses. The horses are Morgans, very friendly, but intimidatingly large to a 22-month-old child. We stood on one side of the gate, the horses trotted up to the other side as soon as we announced our presence. They like to lean over the fence and look in our pockets for apples.
Lola said, and I quote, "Back Mommy." I contrued this opaque construction to mean "I believe that I would now like to rejoin my mother back at the house as quickly as possible."
Lola is succinct, but she sure knows how to make herself understood.
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