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One morning at the crack of dawn:
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| Wake up, daddy! I'm jumping on lara's side of the bed! Whee!! | |
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| Uh-oh, she's noticing our sleeping arrangements. Do you think she's freaked out about me sleeping over? | |
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| Well, she's only 7. Let me talk to her. | |
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| Daddy, you should get bunk beds like me and sissy have. Then you'd have more room when your friend stays over! | |
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