Brian and Kate were upstairs "playing" trains after dinner tonight. The word playing is italicized because it was more like "fighting, screeching and arguing" with some moments of play. After about 10 minutes of "playing" Kate came downstairs alone and Brian followed about 5 minutes later. Brian came up to me and in an, "I think I'm going to be in big trouble for telling mom this" type of voice he said, "Mom, I told Kate to get out of town." I said, "oh?" Then Brian said, "I just can't have two sisters, so I decided to keep the baby one. I told Kate to get out of town." I had all I could do to stop from laughing and keep a very serious face. I said, "That wasn't very nice to say to Kate. You need to love both of your sisters." Brian said, "I know, I changed my mind and she can stay." I then told Brian he needed to apologize to Kate and he said, "I already told her I was sorry for telling her to get out of town." I told him I was proud of him.
He kills me sometimes.
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