Me: Luca, could you please go get my phone upstairs?
Luca: I don't want to.
Me: I didn't ask if you wanted to.
Luca: But MAMAAEEE (groans and grumbling)
Me: It's not like I WANT to pick up after you all day, or like I WANT to wake up in the middle of the night to get you water.
Luca: But it's YOUR phone!!!
Me: And they are YOUR games! And YOUR underwear!
Luca: BUT YOU'RE THE MOM!
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