Emma: "Hi daddy! It's me, Boss!"
We don't know where she learned that term. Or how to apply it to herself so very accurately...
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*Rory was having a fit as I was buckling him into his car seat and continued to as we drove. After a few minutes, in my frustration, I called to him from the front seat."
Me: "Oh Rory! For goodness sake!"
Emma: "Rory Gayle! That's enough!"
Apparently everyone's middle name is Gayle when they're being scolded! ;)
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*I got back in the car after returning a movie to the redbox*
Emma: "Good job, mumma. I'm proud of you."
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*Emma is in this little phase where she insists we share anything we are eating with her, and she had eaten pretty much all of Landon's French toast*
Landon: "Hey Emma... Can I have some of my breakfast??"
Emma (not surrendering the fork): "Sure. Go ahead. It's yummy."
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*Emma was very upset with me for not letting her take things out of the recycling bin*
Emma (sobbing and yelling): "Go away, mumma!"
Me: "Hey, I know you're upset, but you need to be nice."
Emma (in a sweet, high pitched little mouse voice): "Go awaaaay, mumma."
-_-
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