Tuesday, January 21, 2014

Hook wackers and spiders.

H: Excuse me, I'm a hook wacker.

B: Momma, where's H?
Me: She's taking a break and playing in her room right now.
B: Momma, no can't do that! H a princess!

H: What is swearing?
Me: It's when you use and unkind work.
H: Ooooh! Like ugly? Or that one word I won't ever say again (stupid)?
Me: Yeah, close enough.

After being handed a donut from our priest
H: Thank you, God.

B is scratching his butt.
Me: What are you doing? Is there something in your bum-bum?
B: Yeah. There's spiders in there.

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