Joshua: I want ranch!
Amanda: You can get the ranch for your fries. It's in the fridge.
Joshua can't seem to find it.
Amanda: it's in the door.
Joshua: what door?
Amanda: the one that you're looking at
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Joshua, crying: the chair ran into me!
(We won't count how many times Joshua bonked his head today, because it was absurdly high.)
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