Emma: "Mom. There's bacon on my pizza."
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*I was getting a tiny bit frustrated trying to find Rory's shoe amidst a kitchen cluttered from us unpacking after our trip*
Me: "Okay, shoe elves, where did you hide Rory's shoe?"
Emma: "Mumma, seriously, calm down."
Me: "Emma, I am calm. I'm just trying to find Rory's shoe."
Emma (gently patting my leg): "Shhhhhhh Mumma. It's okay. I'm here."
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*Rory was sitting on the living room floor chewing on a block. Truly not making a peep*
Emma: "Rory! No singing!"
Me: "...he's not singing."
Emma (whispers): "I heard him."
O_o
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*I was in the kitchen working on dinner and I heard a little scuffle going on in the living room*
Me: "Emma, are you being nice to your brother?"
Emma: "Probably not."
Honesty. I respect that.
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Emma: "How you doing, Abbie?"
Abbie (the English teacher): "I'm doing good, Emma, how are you?"
Emma: "I'm doing well."
Abbie (to me): "I just had my grammar corrected by a two year old."
BOOM.
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