J in the tub: I do not think M care about my privates. She kicked me there one time and she kicked me there another time.
J as he had a melt down: You paid money for these! (points to his new footed pjs and takes them off). Standing naked in the living room: I am going to throw these pjs in the garbage so I am throwing your money away!
M as she ate her chocolate: Go diva?
We were working on collages and M cut out some breasts and J took them and pasted them onto his, but backwards, onto a face. Me: Why did you do that? J: So he can look at the tetas.
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