After work today, Vivi asked me to "make baby brother talk to me," so they had this "conversation":

Graham: Vivi, when I wake up from my nap in the morning, Mommy is gone.  Where does she go?

Vivi: She go to her far away office.

Graham: Why does she go there?

Vivi: To make milk for you.

She likes to help put away the little bottles of milk I bring home for him. My 'far away' office is the one I drive to as opposed to my 'upstairs office'.