"Mom, (a little exasperated) why do you always feed us Milk and Cookies at night (second night in a row), tomorrow you should feed us Milk and Green Beans, we need our Food groups!"-Spencer
- Who knew I was such a neglectful mother!
Spencer why don't you think of it yourself- talking about imaging something, "I can't there are not puffing clouds coming out of my head"- Like in books :)
During the sacrament hymn on Sunday Marianne stated very loudly "I don't like this song, I don't like this song" 3 or 4 times.
Spencer can you sit down, we can't stand in the Taxi. "But I'm looking for a Hippopatamus" Oh well did you find one :), "uh. . . . oh yea there it is, ok i'm good" then he plops down.
Mom, My tummy says "Spencer feed me, please please, I'm completely empty, feed me."
Hey bud go get me a sword so I can sword fight with you,- Devin
I can't find one how about this plate (plastic toy), SPencer
Well only if you fight with a plate too.
No, here's a spoon, thats the kind of sword they use in Singapore -(small toy spoon?)
So . . Mom. . When am I going out for sports." I wasn't quite sure how to answer that question.
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