K likes Pikachu. I let her have it a lot. She likes to hug it.
I have a secret back door to K’s brain: I say "Pika!" and she repeats it.
Some times M and K want to have it at the same time, things then get messy.
For some. strange reason, at the Christmas Crafting Fair, whenever someone would say,"Pika!" to her, she’d run over, grab it, and hand it to them, instead of repeating the words.
But when she’s mad, she only says, "No Pika!"