Roan: I’m a good dancer!
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Roan: Mama, I fell.
Lavina: Did you lose your footing?
Roan: I lost my balance. Fell on my ear. Broke my ear. Broke it all to pieces.
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Roan: Mama, Dada’s sleeping.
Mama: Yes, Dada is tired.
Roan: He works all day long.
Mama: Don’t pull Dada’s hair. Are you excited?
Roan: I’m feeling good. I’m happy to see Dada. I’m happy to see my boo-ee [his blanket]. I love my boo-ee.
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Roan, the charming host, to Mama’s friend at dinner: Are you comfy? So nice to see you! Nice to meet you.
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Confessions of a 2 yr old: I hit a boy with a block. That’s not nice. Dada, give time-out to Roan. I pushed a kid. I say, “excuse me friends!”
Raising Roan 