The internal dialogue of a one-year-old:
Aaaand we're walking...we're walking...we're walking...
Wait. I just heard a noise in the kitchen.
Aaaaand we're walking to the kitchen...we're walking...
Hold up, a cabinet is open. I must close it.
Ooh there are measuring spoons in the cabinet. I will throw them on the floor.
Now I will close cabinet.
Cabinet is closed. Moving on.
Stop. Everything.
I think there was one more spoon in the cabinet. Must inspect.
Someone just child locked the cabinet.
I cannot open the cabinet.
I CANNOT OPEN THE CABINET!!!!
THIS IS SO UNJUST!!!!
I AM LAYING ON THE FLOOR KICKING MY LEGS SO THAT EVERYONE KNOWS WHAT A CRUEL CRUEL WORLD THIS IS!
Wait, everyone just left the room.
Wait. I just heard a noise in the kitchen.
Aaaaand we're walking to the kitchen...we're walking...
Hold up, a cabinet is open. I must close it.
Ooh there are measuring spoons in the cabinet. I will throw them on the floor.
Now I will close cabinet.
Cabinet is closed. Moving on.
Stop. Everything.
I think there was one more spoon in the cabinet. Must inspect.
Someone just child locked the cabinet.
I cannot open the cabinet.
I CANNOT OPEN THE CABINET!!!!
THIS IS SO UNJUST!!!!
I AM LAYING ON THE FLOOR KICKING MY LEGS SO THAT EVERYONE KNOWS WHAT A CRUEL CRUEL WORLD THIS IS!
Wait, everyone just left the room.
Aaaaand we're walking, we're walking....
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