Driving with the family on Sunday, lamenting to Deah about how quickly Lake is growing up:
Tym: "Why are you sad Mummy?"
Me: "I just wish your brother would slow down his growing is all. I miss him being so little."
Tym: "Well I know how to fix it!"
Me: "Oh? How so?"
Tym: "Just stop feeding him!"
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