Piper: Tonight, while I was listening to Dad, Eli came over to me and said "Could you help me please?" And commenced to pull me to the couch. Immediately, Eli dubbed himself "master."
"Draw a tent. Not there, there. Write fire."
He then asked me for ideas for his "camp list." After the following suggestions, swimming, roasting marshmallows, and eating, he insisted,
"Tell me stuff to do, not stuff to eat."
"Okay, swimming, tackling, and roasting marshmallows."
"Piper, I am disappointment at you. I am not mad. I am disappointment."
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