Andrew: Reese, if you want me to read you stories, you have to lay down in your bed.
Reese: You can leave now.
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<Whenever James begins to cry>
Reese: Hold on James!
I am so busted.
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Reese: I’m making soup
Andrew: Oh really? What is in your soup?
Reese: Squirrels and people
Cause for concern?
Letters To Reesie 
These are awesome