Moona: “Tee hee hee.”
Lots of whispered, clandestine giggling.
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Moona just learned that flowers die when we pick them and plants die if we don't water them. Recently, she was combing her hair for a good 20 minutes in front of the various mirrors around the house.
"Ahtaju an asrah sha'ri kay la tamoot." I have to comb my hair so it doesn't die.