Adela knocks a small unlit metal lantern over, as we’re playing outside.
Adela: “Dada! Emergency! It fell!”
Dada, who didn’t hear her, doesn’t respond.
Her, to me, sadly: “I don’t think he understood-ed.”
Sudden shift to happy mood.
“Well, I’ll get it. Adela to the rescue!”
Picks it up.”It’s my hiking stick!”