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I reached down and patted him on the head.

‘Me got a biskit!’ shouted Desmond, who was sitting on the floor with his bum squidged into a potty.

He took a bite of the dinosaur- shaped biscuit he was holding. ‘Me not want biskit!’ he spluttered, spraying bits of biscuit all over the kitchen tiles.