Yesterday, I was smushing carrots with my hand and rubbing them between my hands.
Mommy looked at what I was doing and said, in her Mommy voice,
"Ivan, are you making a mess?"
"No," I said. "a ball."
She didn't think I could see her laughing, but I did.
It was a good ball, just a little smushy.
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