Adriana held a book and led me by the hand to the spot where we usually read. She asked me, "Ah you weady?"
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Elijah was driving with me to go get our haircuts. Out of the blue he told me, "I hope I'm good while I get my haircut."
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Isaiah reminded me this morning of how he been naughty and gotten into the cookie sprinkles container.
"You might wanna' put those someplace where I can't them," he suggested.
"I think you should just obey me and not touch them again," I respond.
He thought for second, "Hmmm...good point."
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This morning Elijah was throwing a fit, and I sent him to his bed until he calmed down. Adriana was very intrigued by the situation.
She came to me and said, "Waah-waah...Jijah!"
She went and pointed her finger at Elijah, emphatically demanding, "No cry!"
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