Tonight it was Baby Bear's night to pray before dinner, which is always interesting because he usually says exactly what's on his mind. He's been known to ask for the dog to find a new house and for his sister to quit acting crazy. And considering he's got Jesus on speed dial, I always try to be on my best behavior when I'm around him.
BabyBear: Dear Jesus, Please help Mommy to exercise and watch TV. And thanks for the food. The End.
Me: (GLARING at A.) Don't say a word. Not one word.
It may help to note, that I'm on a get healthy crusade this year and determined to get rid of the "baby weight" once and for all. I've been spending a lot more time on the treadmill when the kids are around.
Hey, if he's got a better connection, I'll take it!
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hahahhahha... hahhha
okay, i've avoided commenting on here so far b/c i don't want to be a weird creeper. but your kids crack me up. can you write up a book of quotes, along with your commentary on each one? that would be great. i'd buy it.
okay, thanks.
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