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Where’s your milk?

When it was time for Lila’s lunch, I put her in her high chair and gave her a grilled cheese sandwich. I had also recently given her milk, so I went hunting for it. After several minutes of searching, I couldn’t find it. So I decided to ask Lila. Where’s your milk? Lila responded with a swift point to the kitchen. I searched for a few more minutes with no luck. So this time I took...