When I came home yesterday, she kept on saying and telling me:
Mama, ate suuuuut!
At first, I didn’t get what she was saying. But when she demonstrated it, I got what she meant.
Mama, ate shoooot!
Then I remember, yesterday was Saturday. No school for the babysitter’s daughter. They must’ve played balls. So I asked the babysitter if they did, and she said yes. Now I know what she was talking about.