Announcement: Sweetgirl has just walked into the kitchen with pouty face fixed firmly in place and arms crossed and folded across the front of her body with an announcement. Or, rather, a pronouncement…
Sweetgirl: “Mama, I’m angry!”
Mama: “Oh? What are you angry about?”
Sweetgirl: “I’m angry at brother!” (Sweetboy went to his first ever sleepover last night. This was sissy’s first morning to wake up and not have a
minnion buddy to help her pass the time before I made it downstairs.)
Mama: “Why are you angry at brother?”
Sweetgirl: “I don’t want him no more.”
And there you have it. A pronouncement indeed!