Monday, June 20, 2011

What I say all day...

"Noah, you can look, but don't eat that."

"Noah, open.  Open your mouth. What is in your mouth?"

"Noah, spit that out.  We don't eat [mulch, lent, hair, spit up].  It's yucky."

"Noah, please eat your food." 

"Noah, do not throw your food."

"Noah, do not throw your cup."
"Delicious birthday card!  Thanks, Grandma and Grandpa Haynes!"

Anyone see the irony?

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