Ava: “Mom, will you tell me another story?”
Rebecca: “Sure. Once upon a time there was a little girl who didn’t go to bed when her mother told her to, and she lost every single one of her privileges. The end.”
Ava: “…how about a different story?”
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Olivia, at roughly 10 pm, and while in my bed: “Mama, are I cute?”
Rebecca: “You’d be much cuter if you were sleeping.”
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