Celia: Sabrina Works

Last night, Celia was going to work, she said.  In a whiny voice, she kept saying: "I have to go to a-work.  I'm so sorry.  I'll miss you, I promise.  I can't do that thing.  I'm so sorry.  I have to go to a meeting.  I'll be back."  Then she would give me lots of kisses and hugs.  Then she declared that Sabrina was going to her "tiny work.  Sabrina is going where babies work."  Tom said: "Where do babies work?" and she said: "If you want to go to Sabrina's work.  It's a tiny work.  It's called a hospital."  And there you have it.