“STOP. Didn’t I tell you to stop? Do you want to go back inside?” “Get off the grass. You know there’s dog poop on there. Get OFF the grass!! “Leave your sister alone. PLEASE. Don’t touch her.“ “You’re just not listening. That’s it, we’re done out here. We are DONE.” *** insert crocodile tears*** “Oh, you […]
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