[scene: 6:30-ish in the a.m. on Monday morning]
A [from her bed]: Moooooommy!Come and geeeeet me!
Me [groggily trying to wake up]: Ugh.
A: MOOOOOMMMMYYYY!!!
Me: Oh, god. [sighs]
A: You have to come geeeeet me! The bees are attacking meeeee!
Me: ???
Long pause
A: THE BEES ARE GETTING ME! [seconds later, as I walk in] Hi.
Me: And the bees?
A: Oh, they're gone now.
She's going to either be a lawyer or a con artist.
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