I've realized that conversations are sometimes funny...
Me (to my daughter): What are you doing with that stool?
My Daughter: Nothing...
Me: Then why do you need the stool? Are you trying to get a cookie after being told no?
My Daughter: I thought I would stand here and make sure my brother doesn't take any cookies.
...Motherhood, it's not for the weak.
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