"You are not a baby. You are four-years-old. Four-year-olds are not babies," Jory said emphatically.
"I am a baby," Layla replied intensely. "Mommy, I'm a baby?"
"You're my baby," I answered.
"See I am a baby," the baby told her brother triumphantly.
Jory looked at her suspiciously but said nothing.
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