“Go kitchen. Cook food.”
Lila, my two-year old daughter, and I were sitting on our couch a couple evenings ago while Chey was out.

Lila, tired from playing, rested her head down on a stack of clean clothes and pointed to a blanket. I tucked her into the blanket.

“My sleeping,” she said.

Then she pointed to the kitchen and directed me, “Go kitchen. Cook food.”