This morning I placed E's breakfast in front of her.
"Oh, I didn't actually want milk to drink."
"Sorry, sweetie, I already poured it..."
"Oh, I wanted the yellow bowl with the straw attached to it, remember?"
"I'm so sorry, I totally forgot!"
She didn't freak out (a la K) or burst into tears (a la S), she just started eating her breakfast.
But then she quietly muttered, in a very Darth Vader-esque way:
"You fail me again."
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