Me: "Oh yea? You fight crime?"
Emma - "No, I fix stuff."
Me: "Fix?"
Emma- "Yea, what can I do for you?"
Me: "Can you put the laundry in the hamper?"
Emma- "No."
Me- "Can you clean up the living room?"
Emma- "No"
Me- "What will you fix?"
Emma- "I fix your foot."
Me- "Ok"
Emma then kissed my foot, then promptly ran into the kitchen to fix the backdoor too. Apparently it was broken.
It was a fun afternoon with Emma today. She was taking flying leaps and running all over hell and gone. It was hillarious.