Pop Pop

I just got this e-mail from my sister:

When nathan sees the toaster now he says..."pop pop" and yesterday he grabbed the bread and said "pop pop" so we knew that he wanted toast. Thanks Mimi for teaching how to say toast!

Now, isn't that cute?

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