The other morning:
Me: "Helena, where are you? You're supposed to be in here getting ready for school."
Helena: "I am! I was just in your room tickling Jordon's feet."
Me: "I don't think tickling Jordon's feet is part of your checklist for getting ready."
Helena: "Sure, it is. Get dressed. Check. Brush my hair. Check. Brush my teeth. Check. Tickle Jordon's feet. Check!"
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