She has her Mother’s Sense of Humour

Arthur is bopping himself repeatedly in the head with an empty plastic bottle.

“Hey, Emma, listen!” Bop! Bop! Bop! “Where’s that hollow sound coming from?”

She grins wickedly. “Well, I don’t know, Arthur. I suppose it could be coming from that empty bottle, because I don’t think there’s anything else empty around here…”

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