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just a random collection...

of things said by my children this week.


If you're bored & wanna play guess who said it...I'll come back later & paint the fonts in appropriate colors. Blue for Toby. Purple for Bristel.


And possibly add the scenerio too! We'll see how bored I am later! *grin*

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I'm berry berry sick! (Hand Foot & Mouth thing)



You've got a cute little butt, buddy! (during bath time with Trevy)



Ewwwww...you spitted on me! (during church Bristel sprayed her I love you all over her brother!)



Well....temporarily she isn't acting very sick! (Bristel is a cranky sickie)



Uuuuugh! All this singing is making me crazy!



I'm gonna tell my mama! (said by both...too many times to count)



Mommy wait...you're not beautiful yet... (while brushing & clipping my hair)



Right...Danielle? (she's obsessed with using my name now)



Mommy, I love you & God more than the Sony! (now that he can read it's no longer the Play Station...it's the Sony)



I'm very tempted to be a preacher when I grow up. (shortly after he re-canted & is back to wanting to be a baseball star)



Awww...but I wanted to eat it like a monkey! (monkey mommies don't peel bananas for their monkey babies!)



Mommy, where's the buzz? (aka fly...which daddy let in the house)



Mommy, can we go to a Carnival? (after some questioning...we figured out she had just seen a well marketed Carnival Cruise commercial!)



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Danielle said…
they say the darndest!

...danielle
May 28, 2008 at 1:04 PM
Anonymous said…
okay I have to admit I just now sat down and read each quote line by line and not skimming. I do have the cutest grandkids don't I? Must be in the genes.
May 28, 2008 at 2:19 PM
Danielle said…
They certainly keep us entertained!

...danielle
May 28, 2008 at 2:22 PM
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