Grandma gave Lauren some Post-it notes to play with. She's been using them to let me know her desires. She hands it to me, explains what it says and then walks away. It would be a very efficient means of communication...if I was her secretary.
This one means she wants a drink.
This one means she wants a drink and a meatball sandwich.
And this one means she has to go potty.
It could be worse. At least she didn't draw a car.
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