Jenna didn't clean up her desk when asked, so I cleaned it for her. And you know what that means -- the desk is a lot emptier and the trash can is a lot fuller! She went to her room to cry while I started dinner. While I was in the kitchen, she came out and wrote me a note on her easel. She told me, "I had to write it on the chalk board because I didn't have any paper left."
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Poor little Nenny!!! :-(
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