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Wednesday, June 9, 2010

He's Brilliantly Bad

A:  Mama, come play with me upstairs?
M:  Love to buddy.  Did you pick up your toys yet, so that we have room to play?
A: Yep.
M: Are you sure?
A: Yep.
M: All clean?
A: Yep.
M: Do you want to go double check before I come up so you don't get in trouble for lying?
A: That's a great idea.
A: (from top of stairs)  Mama, Goldilocks played with my toys and left them all out.  You should clean it for her.

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