The Easter morning squirrel saga continues with more ridiculousness. Ma keeps returning to the box, trying to coax Baby out.
I'm not ignoring you, Ma. I'm just choosing not to come with you this morning. I have things to do.
NOT COMING OUT.
Neither am I! If she doesn't have to I don't have to!
I would very much like a quick nurse. Why haven't you nursed us this morning?
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