Alethiea is her grandfather’s child:
Her: I want a straw.
Me: You can have one straw.
Her: I want four.
Me: No you can have one.
Her: Ok, how about two?
Me: Ok, you can have two.
Her: I want the pink ones.
Me: Ok.
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Alethiea is her grandfather’s child:
Her: I want a straw.
Me: You can have one straw.
Her: I want four.
Me: No you can have one.
Her: Ok, how about two?
Me: Ok, you can have two.
Her: I want the pink ones.
Me: Ok.