I'll set the scene for you: I'm in the kitchen, stirring something on the stove, when all of a sudden I hear the shuffle of itty, bitty feet behind me. I spin around and catch Liam headed right for the pantry, trying to steal snacks; I say his name, he squeals with delight, knowing he just got busted for something he knows he shouldn't be doing.
What's that shuffle sound, you ask? it's the sound of sneaky feet. He uses them often, in situations just like I've described above, or for nearly anything else where he's getting into something he shouldn't be. Here is a demo:
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