T got out of bed this morning, walked to the family room, and came back with a mournful face:
T: I'm sad because my friend is gone
Me: Who is your friend?
T: Oma
Oma has been here for a week and The Scoot just took her to the train station this morning. We were all sad to see her head home, but T will especially miss her. She spent the day with him yesterday and took him to the park for over two hours.
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