Hubba: Can we start wearing our short-sleeve pants since it's warmer?
Little O: Mom, those socks are boo-tiful!
Me: ?? I'm not wearing any socks...
Curly: Can I try doing fasting?
Me: Sure. When?
Curly: How about right now? I'm pretty full from breakfast.
Hubba: My leg-wrist hurts.
Me: Can you show me?
Hubba: (points to his ankle)
Me: (after Little O finishes a crying tantrum) Why were you so sad?
Little O: I just had to cry drips out my eyeballs to the floor.
2 comments:
Short-sleeve pants and leg-wrist! Very clever!
Oh my goodness...I love "cry drips out my eyeballs to the floor". That is my new excuse when I cry.
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