
Abbie and her ha (the 't', for now, is silent.) Each morning as we come down the stairs headed for the kitchen and some breakfast, we walk right past where the hats are hung. So Abbie says, 'ha(t), ha(t), ha(t.)' Sometimes we can just talk about the hats; other times we must grab and wear the hat. And sometimes we need to have all three of the hats.
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