Entirely unrelated to anything, very loudly…

Tori: Mummy’s antisocial.

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Nannan failed at doing up Arthur’s car seat…

Nannan: Oh, Mummy will have to do this, Nannan’s hopeless.
Tori: *nodding wisely* Yes, she is.

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Tori is eating the lime from my drink…

It’s a bit steep!
It’s making my face fizzy!

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Arthur has picked up his reins…

Arthur: Arthur wear it?
Mummy: Yes, when we go out.
Arthur: Yeah, pancakes!