Late last night Brax was at his cousin's and I was cleaning up the kitchen when I heard Emma laughing upstairs. She was supposed to be in bed.
She came down the stairs with my cell phone. "Mom, I think I'm in trouble." She handed me the phone and tore upstairs and hid in the bathroom.
The texts went something like this...
Brax: "mom, can I stay and watch the last episode??"
me (actually Emma): "tell them you cant"
Brax: "K, on my way"
When he rolled up on his bike a few minutes later, I told him about his sister's antics and said, "you may want to call next time."
all he said was, "EMMA!!!"
(Em, trying to run away)
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