D: [steps on a toy in Aidyn's messy room; endures the pain while trying not to swear, I'm sure] "Aidyn. You need to pick up your room."
A: [giggles] "Daddy. I can't pick up my room. How could I do that!?"
D: [still a bit cranky thanks to the plastic object now embedded in his foot] "Ok. Good point. You need to clean up your room."
A: [still giggling] "Oh, Daddy. You're silly. I can't pick up my room."
Daddy eventually had to just giggle with her!
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