This afternoon, a screech issued from the living room.
Me: Girls! What’s wrong?
H: We’re cleaning up and Naomi wanted to put the last thing away and I wanted to, so I did it and now she’s mad.
Me: [Attempting to work out what the heck to say in this situation] Hannah, remember to be generous. Naomi, don’t worry, there is plenty more to put away. Look on the table.
N: Oh, good!
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