scrawls
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5.7.10
E: (at dinner's end) I'm excused. I'm scused. Scuse me. I forgive you mommy. I forgive you.
Me: That's nice, sweetie. What are you forgiving me for?
E: I for giving you a pony.

E: Sing Plum mommy.
Me: (verse one seven times, plus the bridge, since it's all i can remember, and now i'm apparently going to have to study it)
E: I'm gonna sing too mommy.
Me, trying to figure out how on earth she picked that up, and suddenly glad she didn't ask for Happy Phantom, or something, and wondering if i should play less rolling stones

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