Alyson got upset while on a walk after dinner because she was losing her "race" with Madelyn. She started throwing a fit and only wanted me to hold her. Tony picked her up and started walking with her to try to get her out of the situation. Madelyn and I trailed along behind.
Madelyn: Alyson wants you!
Me: I know, but she doesn't need me.
Madelyn: Let's catch up to them.
Me: Let's not.
Madelyn, grabbing my hand and trying to pull me along: You're coming with me! You're coming with me! You're coming with me!
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