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When Daddy starts talking apparently that is the social queue for both kids having individual conversations with whoever I am talking to, at the same time I am.

 
 
 

Why is it my children don't hear me until the 3rd time yet I merely touch a bag of pretzels and they are on my heels...

 
 
 

Trevor tried to reason with me for a 'buh-prise' (surprise) pending his good behavior. Then he made sure to tell me how he was good once I got home from work. He is expecting french fries today.

 
 
 
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