I'm fairly certain I shouldn't be admitting this, but Sunday night my daughter texted me from inside the house. The truly creepy part is that I was sitting in the living room thinking, "I should find out if Punkinhead wants dinner but I don't feel like yelling upstairs. Maybe I'll text her." Her text read, "Meeeeeemmm. I'm huuunnngrrrrryy."
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