Twins were helping me plant our vegetable garden.
Kinsley: "Mommy, there is a bug on your back?"
Mommy: "Is there? Eligh, is there a bug on my back?"
Eligh: "Nope, no bug."
Mommy: "Kinsley, please stop telling stories. Tell the truth. It's not nice to tell stories."
Eligh: "I have stories, though."
Mommy: "Ok, but it's not nice to tell stories."
Eligh: "Yes, it is. I have a lot of stories in my room, and even my Tag Reader has stories."