Dear Connor,
We were in the kitchen the other day while MuiMui was upstairs and I asked you if you could tell her to come downstairs for dinner. Instead of going upstairs--or even to the foot of the stairs--to ask her to come like I expected you to, you stayed where you were and screamed at the top of your lungs, "LILA! COME DOWNSTAIRS FOR DINNER!!" Well, I could have done that!
Love,
Mom
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