Our house in Mexico was all marble and stone, perfect for girly echoes. Each time they ascended the stairs, Clara and June shouted, "Hello0000. I love youuuuu. Goodbyyyyyyye!"
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As an antecdote on the echo, I lost some of my hearing one night, getting the kids ready for bed, with June and John's desperate cries ringing off the bathroom walls.
What can I say / shout to this? Poor you? :)
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