All last weekend I coached Emma to say “Albuquerque” and that daddy was going to Albuquerque for a few days and while he was there he would buy her presents.
Last Monday, as JMT was saying his goodbyes, this is the conversation that ensued…
JMT: I’m going away to Albuquerque, Emma. Do you know what that means?
Emma: You bwing me pwesents?
JMT: Yes, Emma. I bring you presents. What kind of presents do you want?
Emma: (matter-of-factly) A man.
JMT: (visibly startled): What kind of man?
Emma: (matter-of-factly) A black man.
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