Danny was running too fast and fell face-first into the dirt.
I called over to him, “It’s okay, Dan. Just brush yourself off.”
From his prostrate position on the ground, Danny mumbled, “I can’t. I’m a pancake.”
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Danny was sitting on my lap and twirling my hair around his finger. He looked up and whispered in admiration, “Your hair looks like a racecar.”
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I saw Danny standing quietly in a darkened hallway. He saw me and whispered, “I’m hiding.”
I said, “Oh, are you pooping?”
He nodded slightly and whispered again, “Stop finding me.”
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The boys were “helping” me water the plants, when Jimmy suddenly turned the hose on his brother and soaked him.
Danny hollered out, “I am NOT A FLOWER!”
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Danny was pleading with Susie to help him with a game on the iPad. She tried to explain to him she didn’t know how the game worked so she wouldn’t be of any help. He wouldn’t take no for an answer.
He scolded her, “Come on, don’t be a wuss!”
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Danny: “Dogs don’t eat bones. They’re too spicy.”
Me: “What do dogs eat then?”
Danny: “Apples.”
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