You have to deal with that big brother, the one who will sneak you a string cheese and juice box from the fridge, who loves you so much that he shares his Saturday morning blanket and couch camp out in front of the cartoons...yeah...that has to be rough.
You can scream and cry and make the meanest face you can come up with and all mommy does is giggle and tell you that you are cute.
You have to get angry at mommy again and scream GRAPE loudly to get your yummy fruit.
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