Overheard tonight at dinner:
ME: Tassia, you were a hungry little hippo tonight! (Making reference, of course, to the game that happily occupied many hours of my childhood.)
ALINA: This hungry hippo went to market. This hungry hippo stayed home and made himself a tartine. This hungry hippo had roast beef. This hungry hippo had none. And this hungry hippo cried wee, wee, wee all the way home!
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