No, no, no, no, no ,no, no. I used to say that over and over because I liked the sound of it. But now....NO! I know the meaning of no. No to wanting my hair brushed, no to wanting my Minigo, no to wanting my face washed, no you can't take that away from me. I think I just made my Mommy's life a bit more difficult! Hee, hee!
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