Calling Your Friend's Mommy

Last week, you came home with a super sunny happy face.

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Then, you pull out an invitation card from your school bag. And you started to read aloud the information printed on it for me. Ok, I've got it. Your classmate, Elina had invited you to her birthday party held in USA Jumping Gym. Oh, that place...no wonder you were so thrill about it.

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That whole evening, you've kept pestering me to call Elina's mom to confirm our attendance. But since the date was 2 weeks ahead, I told you I would do it a bit later. Well, sure you were not happy with my answer.

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The next day, when I was fixing dinner in the kitchen, I heard you talking over the phone. So, I came out to check who you were talking to. Apparently, you were telling Elina's mom that you will be going to the birthday party, but you need to leave early because you need to attend your swimming class afterwards....

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Darn, my jaws dropped !

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