Isabel: “Be quiet, brother. Brother, be quiet.”
Me: “Mason! Lay. Down.”
Isabel: “Lay down brother, OK?”
Me: “Mason, if you don’t lay down right now there will be no
more playing with your trains!”
Isabel: “No trains! No tracks! No bees!”
Me: “Isabel, you go to bed.”
Isabel: “Go to bed, brother!”
Me: “No, you Isabel. You go to bed.”
Isabel: “Oh ok, Mommy.”
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