Me: Letitia go eat your lunch.
L: I don't want to eat, it doesn't look good and smell good. What you going to do about it?
Me: David do something about your daughter before I smack her!
D: Say sorry to mummy and eat your lunch!
L: Sorry mummy!
Me: Why are you such a naughty girl?
L: I don't think its a problem!
Kill me please! I can't imagine when she is 14. Perhaps this is retribution. Maybe it's just because she is my daughter and a smart alec. Or it could just be that kids have been talking back since the begining of mankind.
Alka Selzer! Get me one! make it a double.
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