We were driving back from Ikea in the rain. Vivian was chatty as usual. I can't even recall what it was that she wanted. But she said "I propose that...". After a double-take, I attempted verification. "What did you say?". She said again "Mommy, daddy - I propose that..." followed by whatever it was that she was proposing.
I don't know when I first proposed anything. But it surely wasn't when I was two-and-a-half.
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