Bailey looked a bit disconcerted as she ended up telling me: "Mommy, the heart inside of me, it's broken."
"How did it get broken?"
"Because my heart got broken inside of me."
"Well, how did it get that way?"
"Because I'm sad that heart is broken."
"Well, how did it get broken?"
And after a ring of circles of the same lines, she responded, "The sword inside of me did it, and that makes me sad and now my heart inside of me is all broken."
I was curious about the sword inside her and how she managed to get one and I didn't. but unfairness aside, I couldn't make up this stuff now matter how hard I tried.
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