The other day I was talking to my mom. Presley said that she wanted to talk to Nana Raine, so I let her. She must have talked for 10 minutes telling Nana things like, "Big Daddy likes watermelon." I finally told Presley that I wanted to talk to Nana, and I went to fold clothes in the bedroom. A minute later Presley came in with a play phone and informed me she was talking to Nana on that phone. Then she suggested that we swap phones.
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