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How Do I Spell My Name?!

My 5yo son pointed to an envelope with JENDI on it and said, “What’s that say, Mommy?”
“That’s my name.”
He quickly replied, “No. They spelled it wrong. It starts M-O-M…”

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As I walked closer to the deli counter I noticed an older man scrutinizing the different types of turkey.
The elderly lady behind him said, “You didn’t get a ticket.”
“Huh?”
She repeated loudly, “You didn’t get a ticket.”
“There isn’t any.”
“Yes there is.”
“It’s empty.”
So she walked over and told the employee, “He says you don’t [...]

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When I’m Old Like Mommy

My 3 year old daughter says to the 2 year old, “When I’m big I’m going to have 2 little tiny babies. You can see them when I bring them home.”
My 5 year old son says, “I’m going to be big first.”
The 3 year old retorts, “But I’m going to be old too.”
“Like [...]

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Marriage, Already?!

My 5 year old son asked me, “Mommy, do we marry sisters?”
I hesitantly replied, “No, we do not.” All the while wondering what brought that up.
Then he turned to his three year old sister and said, “Sorry, A– you’ll have to find somebody else. I don’t marry sisters.”

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Stuff to Ponder

Thanks to an e-mail from my friend I have some questions for you.
Why do I find these intriguing?

Can you cry underwater?
How important does a person have to be before they are considered assassinated instead of just murdered?
Why do you have to ‘put your two cents in’… but it’s only a ‘penny for your thoughts’? Where’s [...]

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Walkie-Talkie Talk

My 5 yr. old and 3 yr. old had walkie-talkies outside while I had the third one in the command center [otherwise known as the kitchen].
When I said “10-4″ my son just repeated numbers he has heard. The ones he thought of at that time were 9-1-1.
A bit later I called my daughter, “Mommy [...]

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Sunday night during evening church service my pastor announced that we would be studying God’s omnipresence.
My 3 year old daughter got excited and said, “Are we going to open the presents now?”

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My 5 year old son clops towards my 3 year old daughter and me.  He’s wearing his daddy’s boots and growling, “I’m a giant comin’ to get you.”
The 3 year old promptly jumps up and says, “I’m David! And one little stone went up in the air.  Kersplat.  You’re dead.”

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Looking For Her Side Hole

I peeked into my daughters’ room the other day and saw my 21 month old playing with Mr. Potato Head.
As I watched she pulled the arm out of his side, pulled up her shirt and studied her belly.  She even poked the arm into her side a couple times before she returned it to the [...]

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My friend [Hi Faithers!] sent me an e-mail titled The Birth Order of Children.  Have you read it?  It’s funny, and too true.
I remember reading it before I had 3 children, half smiling at it, and passing it on.  This section in particular didn’t make sense to me before. 
At Home:
1st baby: You spend a good [...]

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