The text from an actual email I sent to Phil today:
"Pip and Viv have pissed me off so royally today. The last straw was complete inability to sit still through lunch. They are currently punished with sitting at the kitchen table, not allowed to get up, talk to each other, or touch each other. For one hour. We are twenty minutes in. I have informed them that they will learn to sit patiently or they will see a wrath in me that have never thought possible.
Please send me strength telepathically."
He responded with this pic and:
"Best of luck! I can't wait to come home and reinforce the results.
Love,
PB"
For the record, they did sit still. The entire hour. And when the microwave timer finally beeped, and I said it was over, they could get down. Pip said: "No Mom, it isn't over" Still furious, I asked him what else he could possibly want. He sauntered over and gave me the hugest hug until I collapsed to the floor. Then Vivie joined in and this is where we coined the term, "Hug Hamburger"
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