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And Now For Some Funny Bits

"Lee, we're in love," Rose told Lee, to which he replied, "No. I'm not!"

Rose slipping her shoulder through her shirt's neck hole: "You know ladies get married they have nakedness."

Lee to Rose who was decorating herself with fake beads: "You need a lot of jewelry to marry me, Rose."

Rose: "I'm a girl and I know how to do things."

Rose to Lee in their make-believe play: "It's so late, Honey. We missed all our friends."

I was surfing the radio channels trying to find a station and the children asked me to stop on a station with mariachi music. Lee asked: "You don't like this music, Mommy?" I replied with an emphatic no. "But it's so silly!" he replied.

Lee rifling through the Tupperware drawer: "Rosie has some spit in her mouth, so she needs a cup."

Lee likes to ask me simple math questions such as what is one plus five and what is two plus ten. So Rose joined in one day with her version of a math question, "What is one bracelet and two bracelets?" To which Phil replied, "Jewelry!"
Lee's depictions of himself and Rose
Rose's report on how she behaved while I was out: "Mommy, I was not respecting your husband."

I once spied the children eating play dough and giving me smiles from the kitchen. I later heard them saying to each other:
"You're not going to tell Mommy?"
"Because I don't want you to get a spanking."
"Why don't you want me to get a spanking?"
"Because I love you."

After my explanation to Lee of how he'd hurt Rose's feelings: "This talk is too long. I don't want to hear anymore. I'm going to my room."

Lee: "It's okay if I get you sick, Rose. Then we can watch movies together."


Oh my goodness, these are hilarious! Especially the one about disrespecting your husband!!

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