My daughter came over to me this evening holding a crayon to a pad of paper.
She: I'm the order.
I: You're the orderer?
She: No, I'm the order.
I: You're the order? I'll order one of you.
She: I'm the order. I order you! Whaddaya want?
You could almost hear the bubble gum snap.
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