Come on, Emmet. Enough with the kisses already. Leave me alone!
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I know I'm adorable, but I need some breathing room. Stop!!
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Let's go, Emmet. Get out of the bathroom. You're being naughty today. You better get out of this bathroom by the time I count to three. One...two...
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"Charlotte, where's Emmet?"
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He needed a time out for being a bad boy. Super Nanny says he needs to stay in time out 1 minute for every year old he is.
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Two minutes later...
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I hope you learned your lesson, Emmet. Listen to me when I give you an order or it's back to time out. And next time I'll count your age in dog years!
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