On our way out, I was going to throw the trash with B. He put the back of his hand to his cheek and wriggled his fingers and said, "didi." Yes, indeed. Trash is dirty.
Kim was talking about going to her grandparents' place for dinner and she realized that gong gong is in the "hospital". Instead of her usual "hosapital".
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