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Molly also enjoys rhyming, sometimes spouting rhyming words when she thinks of it.

Milk Pilk Gilk Lilk!

And this afternoon, as I nursed Clara in our bedroom, I overheard the following conversation between Zach & Molly:

Zach: What would you like for lunch?
Molly: Keanut Kutter
Z: A peanut butter & jelly sandwich?
M: No, keanut kutter.
Z: I'm not sure I understand, what's "keanut kutter"
M (very matter-of-factly): A type of food!
Z: Can you show me where it is?
M (gets up, I hear her move something): here!
Z (with apparent dramatic effect): Ohh, that looks delicious. (pause) So what do you want for lunch?