Anjali: “Mommy, I’m going to be thuwee, so we can thuwoh away my baby toys, coz [insert nod here] I’m going to be THUWEE.”
Me: “Okay…we’ll just box them up and give them to children who don’t have toys.
Anjali: “Well…yeah. Um. Okay. We do dat.”
Nik, giving her a big hug: “That’s okay, Anjali. When we grow up and get married, we’ll have a baby, and then we can give it the baby toys.”