After days of Grace (age 8) acting like a teenager, Robyn grabs her and sits in the rocking chair with her on her lap.
Robyn: Grace, I already have an 18-year old, a 16-year old and a 14-year old, I need you to be 8. Okay?
Grace: I am 8.
Robyn: I know but I need you to ACT like you're 8.
Grace: Whatever.
Robyn (with a sigh): I miss the days when my children liked me.
Aimee: Mom, Bronte likes you.
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