R: Mom, can you please go get my little truck from the car?
Me: Sure. I can do that right now.
R: Can you put it on the counter next to my money and my magical hay?
Me: Uh, ok dear. (R got a holiday gift from K which included some sparkly packing material. Apparently, that has now become "magical hay". Who knew?)
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