The Shoe!
Me: Freya, get your shoe. There it is. Get your shoe. Freya walks over to her shoe, picks it up, brings it to me. She is such a smart baby. Me: Yay! Good job, Freya! Good job! Get your other shoe! Over there. Your other shoe. She brings me a book called Jessie, The Lonely Puppy . Me: No, Freya, no! Not a book. A shoe. Get your shoe. It's over there! She brings me a backpack, then a life jacket, then a teddy bear. Meanwhile, I'm pointing till my arm is nearly out of joint trying to get her closer to the target. No can do. Sophia walks over, picks up the shoe, and puts it in baby Freya's hand. Me: Yay, Freya! Yay! You brought Daddy the shoe! The shoe! The shoe!... (We celebrate success whatever it looks like : )