Instead, he looked at me and shook his head like a little kid and said "nooooooooooo." I was almost impressed at his ability to perfectly mimic a tone usually reserved for bratty 2nd graders. So then I let my fingers drop, and sat around pouting for a while. That's when Hunter almost sent me into "time out" (he did take away my Johnny Socko toy), so I stopped.
Then I figured, that I'd tell you that I couldn't tell you.
But stay tuned, and I will as soon as I'm able!
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