...that whining you keep doing because you want to go to the train museum, after being told that today is not the day we are going...
...making me follow through on the ridiculous punishment that came out of my mouth when you stuck your tongue out at me, after refusing to do what you were told...
...having to repeat the same thing at progressively louder volume because you seem to have miraculously turned stone deaf...
...watching you spin around the room, arms wide, dancing to the Barbie music...
...sigh...my girls are killin' me...
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