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This morning Zoe was opening the pantry wanting breakfast. I had already given her a cup of milk which she had placed somewhere in the kitchen. I was concerned that if I started giving her breakfast, she'd decide in the middle of it that she wanted something to drink. I didn't know where her cup was. Not really thinking it would work, I said, "Zoe, go get your cup and I'll get you something to eat." She runs off, shouts "Juice!" and returns with her cup.