I was walking past a weird fence with my mum and i said. Look its the number 92. But mum said its 29, so we had a giant argue about who was right. I thought i won but then i searched it up on google, and it turns out mum was right. So i went down stairs and said sorry, your right im wrong. But can we still eat cookies together. Mum said thats all right, and yes we can eat cookies together. So we watched our favourite show and i went to bed just before dad got home and mad at us.