Setting: Caiti Mae standing in her door way, staring at a hurricane ridden room
Caiti, with her hands on her hips: Umm..my room what a mess.
Daddy: Yes it is, maybe we should clean it up today.
Caiti: Na, my mom will clean it for me.
Grabs one of her babies, turns and walks out the door.
Crap what have I taught her???!!!
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