*toddler stares at me defiantly, drawing an amorphous blob while never breaking eye contact with me*
*me, rising slowly from my chair, grimly drawing my Combat Crayon from the sleeve of my robe* Ah. So you have chosen Bouba,
*me, rising slowly from my chair, grimly drawing my Combat Crayon from the sleeve of my robe* Ah. So you have chosen Bouba,
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