After trying to kick me on the couch:
M: We DO NOT kick! One day this will get through to your brain!
N: But I don't have a brain!
M: What happened to it??
N: Gramma took it, it's at her house.
M: Why does Gramma have it?
N: She's just pwayin wif it. Ok?
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Because I am the mother of the funniest little boy I know.
Because I need to remember all the ridiculously funny things he says.
Because I need to remember how old he is when he says them.
Because he makes me laugh every single day.
Because every minute I spend with him makes my life a little better.
Because I need to remember all the ridiculously funny things he says.
Because I need to remember how old he is when he says them.
Because he makes me laugh every single day.
Because every minute I spend with him makes my life a little better.
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