"Mommy" calls my sleepy-eyed little girl and I hear the shuffle of her feet towards me.
"Yes, punkin cake."
"I sweating" she exclaims as I notice beads of sweat on her nose. "May you turn on that please?" She points to the a/c unit on the wall.
"Yes, dear."
"Thank you mommy."
And she returned to bed and to a sound sleep. (The a/c is on but the temp needed to be adjusted to cool off the apartment a little more.)
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