Ken: Give that lad to the burp-master!
*takes the baby to burp him*
E: Daddy, you are the burp-master
Ken: yes!
E:...and Tank is the spit-up master!
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E: Daddy can we have a cat? Pleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeease?
Ken: no, cats make me sick.
Later, playing with her lego family.
E: oh, we need the cat. but the cat will make the daddy sick. That's okay, we don't need a daddy.
*picks up the daddy figurine and tosses him across the room*
