On the way to dinner the other night, Alex was pestering Grace. The conversation went like this:
Alex: pokes Grace
Grace: "Quit touching me."
Alex: pokes Grace
Grace: "Quit touching me."
Alex: hits Grace
Grace: "Mom, Alex keeps hitting me."
Me: "Alex, Don't hit your sister."
Alex: "Gracie's hitting me."
Me: "No, she's not. Don't touch her again."
Alex: "Eva's touching me."
What a trouble-maker!
Friday, September 22, 2006
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