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 Bristel comes strutting around the corner in all her birthday suit glory and dramatically declares...


I was feeling uncomfortable in all those clothes! 



I promptly sent her boot back upstairs to make herself uncomfortable again.  And after she was out of sight...laughed hysterically! 



::smile::



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Trevor has this to say as I passed by his room the other morning...



ROOOOOOOOOOAR! 



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Toby from the backseat...


You know mom, I find the news very interesting.



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Bristel in the yard out of the blue...


You wanna know my wishes, mommy?


Sure, honey.


I wish for Trevy to read like a real person...


I wish to never get another boo boo...


and I wish for all the people in the universe to be nice to eachother.


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Toby upon missing a shot after I came outside to watch him shooting hoops...


You know mom...I think you jinx me.



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Bristel during a recent bath...


It would be great if we had three bathrooms instead of one...


Then Toby and Trevy could take a bath together...


You and me could take one...


And daddy and Callie could be together!


In case you haven't met her yet...



(Callie is the furry one)






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Toby to the babysitter when she was asking too many questions of him...


Miss. Jen...


You know I'm not mom, right?



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Toby is not a fan of storms.  So needless to say the impending Sir Earl has him feeling a bit stressed.  Okay.  VERY stressed.  Which is why we'll be having conversations about random things like if he wants to play Fall Ball.  And he'll respond with random things like...


If I even make it that long



We Foltzes are nothing if not dramatic! 


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Anonymous said…
Enjoyed these very much! You could replace the late great Art Linkletter. ;) Barbara
September 5, 2010 at 8:46 AM
Colby said…
Wish I had thought to jot down "funnies" along the way....

Maybe I can go way back and begin now...???.....IF I can remember a few???

These will be PRICELESS in 20 years....

Cyndi
September 5, 2010 at 6:51 PM
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