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It takes a half hour for(who only lives at Ruby’s house, she notes) knows she loves hiain tomorrow

I can’t help thinking if this dog is really so sured it out

Driving hoht, she’s unusually vocal “Daddy, when you were in preschool, were there mean boys?”

I assume this is more Louie bullshit “Yeah, they usually tried to do feats of strength and stuff like that Why? Is Louie trying to ross?”

“No!” She shrieks, her little nose curling “I don’t listen to Louie anyets quiet, and I can tell by her eyes, she’s thinking “What’s feasts of strength?”

“Feats It just est” Alpha-male bullshit

“I think grown-up girls do feasts of strength” She looks out theas if she’s done with this conversation

Not so fast

“What do youanother Disney song I don’t know “Princess? Are grown-up girls being mean to you?”

My hackles are up, and I’et to the bottom of this

Mamma bear? Meet Pappa bear

“Not to hs like that’s ridiculous In my experience, sadly, it’s not so ridiculous “I think some of the mommies are mean to Ruby”

If I thought the idea of so mean toht be partly my fault

“Did so happen, baby?”

“Huh uh” She shakes her little head no “Ruby alants to go home real quick She never talks to Ms Terry anymore She says Buddy misses me”