Dear Weeb,
The other day, I sneaked into the kitchen, knowing you would come looking for me and I was going to say BOO (because I'm mean like that).
You didn't bite. You sat in the living room and upon realising I was no longer there said, "Mum?" Pause. "Mum?" Pause.
Then you said something I didn't quite hear.
I'm still in the kitchen trying not to laugh, just waiting for you to come looking.
Finally you said, "FINE Mum! If you're not going to talk to me, then I'm not talking to you either!"
What? Kid, you're THREE! LOL
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