Lately, after Madelyn has brushed her teeth and is getting into bed, she insists that I have to stand next to her bed, she takes of her slippers, stands on her bed, and throws them over my head toward her shoe basket. Tonight when she wanted me to come stand there:
Madelyn: Mommy, I need you to come be my insistent.
Me, walking toward her: You want me to be what?
Madelyn: My insistent.
Me: Think about what word you want.
Madelyn: Huh?
Me: You want me to assist you?
Madelyn: Yeah.
Me: Then, you want me to be your assistant.
Madelyn: Ooooohhhh! Assistant!
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