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(in the car today, during her usual taxi-spotting)
My two year old has started creating her own sci-fi stories:
“All the taxis have disappeared! I will find them! You can’t, because you are not The One. So it would be dangerous. I am The One. I will find them. Because I am a superhero.”
“All the taxis have disappeared! I will find them! You can’t, because you are not The One. So it would be dangerous. I am The One. I will find them. Because I am a superhero.”