Take the baby to collapse daily
IKEA ordered a skewer of hot dogs and cones, and when I ate the cone, I asked for a quan, saying that I wanted to eat ice cream, and repeatedly confirmed that I wanted a quan but I never understood what she wanted, and began to collapse and cry, since I already knew the purpose, then I tried to persuade her to use a spoon or straw, and then more collapsed, and suddenly the inspiration got the will: to a sign, my mother, I ate one more chicken wing