"Baby, who told you you could get an apple?" Oma asked.
"Mommy," she responded, then chomped on her apple.
This baby just threw me under the bus. I hadn't even talked to her in minutes. And she never at any point asked me if she could have an apple.
My baby threw me under the bus. I was too shocked to do anything. I was thrown under the bus.
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