<span style="color: #5900b3">“Well you do live with me and you’re pregnant with my child. I think calling you crazy isn’t entirely inaccurate.”</span>She grinned teasingly and rubbed Anna’s back. Chiren tried to catch the piece of dough but her reactions were so slow Ashia already had the piece by time she extended her tiny hands. She looked at the dough and grabbed it excitedly. Chiren let out a confused sound as she handled the pliable substance.<span style="color: #9999ff">“Momma Anna silly, this not bread. Bread is yummy and warm and smells like sister Bamber.”</span>Vyre frowned at Anna and poked her butt with the banana.<span style="color: #5900b3">“Why do you automatically assume I did something? Maybe Ashia had an accident, you know she’s not housebroken yet and gets excited easily.” </span><span style="color: #9999ff">“Chi-chi ate motato snack!”</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>