I was getting my breakfast downstairs when my work phone rang on the second floor. I didn't think running upstairs with a full cup of hot tea was a good idea, so I yelled to Ryan over my shoulder as I dashed up the steps, "Ryan, would you bring be my breakfast, please?"
Later that day Elijah was talking on his toy cell phone. He went around a corner and yelled from there, "Daddy! Would you bring me my breakfast? I am on the phone!"
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