There's something about a younger brother that riles up the usually gentle Miss M:
Miss M (blowing minor Boy Wonder annoyance completely out of proportion): Well, how would you like it if I stomped your face?
Me: MADDIE. Be an example.
Miss M: I AM, MOM.
Me: No, you're not.
Miss M: You didn't say I have to be a GOOD example.
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