Me to Jimmy: “Why did you shoot your brother in the eye with the rocket?”
Jimmy: “My brain was just fuzzy!”
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Susie, in exasperation as she bent over her notebook: “No Jimmy, it’s not DIARRHEA, it’s a DIARY!”
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Jimmy, as we were sitting in traffic: “Why are there so many red lights?”
Me: “Maybe God is just teaching us to be patient.”
Jimmy: “I am patient Mom…I’m just lazy.”
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Me, singing a hymn: “Will your anchor hold in the storms of life…”
Jimmy jumped in, singing: “…When the power lines knock down…”
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Becky: “Do you have a ruler in this house?”
Me, handing one to her: “Yup!”
Becky: “Mommy, you have everything.”
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Danny woke up in the morning with a stuffy nose. He tried to breathe and got a perplexed look on his face. He pointed to his nose and sadly said, “It not workin.”
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I was telling a friend about someone whom the kids adore, and I said, “He’s the kids’ favorite guy in the whole universe.”
Susie corrected me, “No, my favorite guy in the universe is God.”
Danny piped up from the backseat: “My favorite guy is Mama.”
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Becky exclaimed after turning over a package to see what was written on the underside: “That box was made in China!!”
I tried to briefly explain how China manufactures a lot of goods that Americans buy.
Susie was unconvinced: “China usually makes things fancy. That’s just a plain red box.”
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Jimmy, responding to my query as to what he wanted in his oatmeal: “I want only syrup. Not ground beef.”
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