SP: Mom, I can't read curse-writing.
Me: Curse-writing? That's good, you don't need to learn anymore curses.
SP: NO! Not curses. I mean to the twisty writing.
NT: Mom, I need you to do me a flavor.
Me: A flavor?!?
NT: NO! A favorite.
Me: A what?!?
NT: Will you just help me get my pants on!
It's possible my kids don't think I'm as funny as I think I am.
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They will think you some day...
That's so funny. I should write down all the crazy things my boys say. I love reading your blog - it is quite entertaining!
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