"Stop eating my crayons! Stop pushing my paper! Stop sucking on Hissy"-Tate kept telling baby Autumn over and over and over again last night (while we were babysitting her). Finally out of desperation, Tate turned to me and said, "Why isn't she listening to me?"For me-hearing Tate telling Autumn what not to do just plain cracked me up, and then the fact that he couldn't understand why she wouldn't do EVERYTHING he said... Too Funny! It gave me an idea of how it would be if he had a sibling. Although I'm sure that if I had to put up with this all day long-I may not find quite as much humor in it!
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