Allyson was playing in her room this morning. She was putting her Dora Ballerina doll down for a nap, and wanted to read her a storybook. But first, of course, was to drag over her little Elmo chair. For some reason, the Elmo chair had her Elmo microwave in it. (You can totally tell what Ally's favorite TV show was last Christmas.)
Ally moved the microwave. It then talked to her: "What are you making?"
"Oh, nothing. I'm just reading a storybook to Dora."
Then she asked me to please leave, and got mad at me when I did it.
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