Naomi, being horrible and whiny and spitting and pushing like a wild animal...
Mom: Naomi, go downstairs and stay in your room until you can come up and act like a normal person.
Naomi: If you make me do that, I'll be even worse!
Ezra: Nay-ohhhh-mi, that doesn't work! I always try that, and it never works! (notices my mouth-dropped-open stare, smiles sheepishly, but it was too late. I gotcha, little guy! Shouldn't have given away your hand.... :-)
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