Bryce: Mom, my pet fly died and I tried to do the thing where you blow in it's mouth to bring it back to life, but I think I got the wrong end.
Avery (picking up a bottle of yellow fingernail polish remover): Mom, why are you buying a bottle of pee?!
Me: Avery, come on, we are going to be late! What is taking you so long?
Avery (while moving very slowly): Mom, I coming but I'm moving is slow potion!
Me: Paxton wanted my hair long and blond and now it is short and blue.
While looking at pictures of foster kids in need of adoption with my sisters:
Me: Oh, look at that little guy! He is so cute.
Mary: That one is really cute too!
Jenny: Ohh, that one is really cute.
Me: Jenny, you can't adopt him. He is seventeen and you are only fifteen.
Good Times!
1 comment:
hahaha!!! love it:)
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