Each of these quotes from the dinner table this evening aptly demonstrates my daughters' developmental stages, I think.
The Bear: "Mom, you're like my best best best best best best best best best best - that's a lot of bests! Say 'That's a lot of bests!' Mom - best best best best best best best friend. In the whole world. Ever."
Tank: (grunts) "I'm pooping! That's a lotta poop!" (pauses) "It's coming out of my butt!"
Never let it be said we lack for topics of dinnertime conversation at our house.
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My daughter kisses all her toys...but she doesn't kiss her mother. Only dolly makes the grade.
Must be amazing to be so "the best." Kids don't lie.
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