Mom, can I be a dun girl when I get big?
What's a dun girl?
You know, a dun girl. And can I wear a pretty dress?
Sure, Ana, but I'm sorry - I just don't know what a dun girl is.
You know! Dun, dun, dun, dun! (sticks her leg out and waves her hand)
I'm hoping she was doing an impression of some kind of respectable dancer that would do that move - circus maybe? - and not one that jumps out of a cake. Funny how joining the circus just became more highly regarded in my mind.
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