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[boywholives]

We were invited to a late lunch today with Shane and Amelia, but decided to stay in instead. Emmy has been a right terror the past couple of days, and I for one did not want to reward her with an afternoon coddling her favourite plaything. Honestly, I'm about at my wit's end with her...she's deliberately been contrary, and when I told her that I

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[dracolicious]

What?

[boywholives]

You gave her a present, didn't you?

[dracolicious]

I would never---

[boywholives]

Uh, you would and have...

[dracolicious]

Prove it.

[boywholives]

You gave her a bowl of ice cream this morning after I scolded her for talking back to me.

[dracolicious]

I was having one already. She looked hungry.

[boywholives]

And what were you two talking about so quietly, hmm? How mean I am?

[dracolicious]

Not only that, Potter. We also discussed why we only had chocolate ice cream, when "Daddy and Papa know" that Innocent Angels "like the pink flavor bestest."

[boywholives]

And I suppose the answer was something along the lines of how Papa is incompetent at handling the grocery list?

[dracolicious]

Not even close. She accused Daddy of eating it all and said I should make more.

[boywholives]

...you? Make something? Hahahahahahahahahahahaha-

[dracolicious]

That's what I said. Daddy's Angel has much to learn.

[boywholives]

She may as well ask you to...well, do anything domestic, really.

[dracolicious]

I have my areas of expertise.

[boywholives]

I'll say.