"Like how many times you do call Donald in a day. We can limit it to, like, one?" She used to be able to call Donald a dozen or kind of more times as long as Donald was not around. She completely affected Donald's normal life in a subtle way.
Donald is an adult, and he has his own life, his own responsibilities. Besides, now that he is going to marry me, it particularly is even much more different. I can no longer let Diana talk to Donald casually.
"One time actually is too little, I need to talk to him at least four times a day. I am his mother after all. Having a long talk with your son is normal." Diana mostly talked with me, pointing her fingers and trying to make it four calls a day.
"Have you forgotten? He is 35 years old. Can you be rational? Not everyone is as free as you. Some have lives to live." I called four times a day, and I don't know how long I can talk about it. How can I? I refused without thinking about it.
"Three times. Twice."