As we were leaving a potluck this evening, Lizzy realized she forgot her Gatorade in the house. She ran back inside to get it, and came back with her Gatorade and a huge bag of chips.
Me: "Why do you have those chips?"
Lizzy: "Her told me to take them."
Me: "Who told you to take them? Are you sure that's what she meant?"
Lizzy: "Yes... her the lady that lives here.... her told me to take them and I didn't want to make her mad, so my took them."
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