- Mummy, what are these.
- They're the invitations for your birthday party.
- Oh. I don't want Alex to come to my birthday.
- Why not?
- Because he's too small. He's too small so he can't come.
- What about Alexander?
- He can come, he's big like me.
- But not Alex?
- No.
Luckily for Alex, I had no such reservations when writing the invitations, and TB will have forgotten this all by tomorrow.
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