This morning, she came up to me demanding I hand over my cell phone. "Hone, hone, hone." After she had it, she got onto a little scooter my parents bought for her, wheeled over to the piano, and started pressing down the keys.
So, not only can she talk on the phone and drive at the same time, she can play piano as well.
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