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Louder.

On the way home from dinner yesterday, JE and I were talking and only half-listening to Cub’s requests from the back seat.  (He was asking us to turn the music volume up.)  Then in a final, silly attempt to get our attention, he said,

“Louder, honey.”

After we stopped laughing, I have to admit, his method worked.

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