The girl and I went out to check the mail and she would not come back in the house unless I let her bring a rock back in with her. So I did

5 minutes later. I notice she doesn't have the rock.

Me: (slow, deliberately) Juni, where's the rock?  Where did you put the rock?

The girl: looking perplexed, tilts head while sucking thumb.

Me: Where?     Rock.      Where?

The girl: Bert.

Me: Bert?

The girl: Bert.     O-kaaaay!

I go to look for Bert and sure enough he's munching on said rock.

YOU GUYS! MY LITTLE MAGUAI JUST HAD A CONVERSATION WITH ME!

Now if she can just manage to learn how to wax the floors…