Older daughter just called me to tell me about her conversation with Elizabeth (2). Elizabeth came running out of her bedroom this morning carrying a jacket.
E: Wook! It's a sweater Gwan maded for me!
oD: No, Gran didn't make that.
E (after a puzzled pause): Gwanpa maded it?
oD: No. It came from a store.
Elizabeth remembers me!!!! From a month ago!!!
I'm off to buy a pony. If oD says it's OK.