The other morning I was making breakfast and Ting Ting went upstairs.
She's not supposed to climb the stairs by herself and she knows that, so as soon as I realized she was doing it, I followed her. I got to the top of the stairs just as she was disappearing into her room.
I fussed at her, then asked, sternly, "why did you do that?"
She came out of her room clutching her doll and her blanket and thrust them up at me.
"I needed my dis (this)," she said.