Mom: Mia, did you clean your room.
Amelia: I cleaned it good enough.
M: Is it good enough for me to come check?
A: I cleaned it well, isn't well, enough for you?!
M: Amelia, do not sass me. Go clean your room.
A: I hate you
M: You hate me?
A: I just hate the fact that the ball is popped.
M:That's a lie. You can hate me, but you still have to go clean your room. I love you.
A: I love you too, Mom.
Just another typical day :-)
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