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2 comments:
You could use my dad's tactic:
I remember being maybe... five. And dad making me go out and vacuum out my seat in the car. The vacuum was running loudly, so in my ear, over the noise, he was yelling to me (the ENTIRE time I was vacuuming) about how those crumbs symbolized my sin and how I needed to get sin out of my life, etc etc. Did I mention I was five? And that Dad was yelling all this?
That is hilarious! I can picture the whole thing!
I MUST learn this childrearing technique from your dad before I have kids.
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