Thursday, November 28, 2013

Deep Thoughts, v 2.0

Can you dig the Popsicle Lipstick?
She kept saying,"Mom, Mom. My lips are ice."
At the Park:
"Did you take off your shoes?"
"Yeah I did."
"Why?"
"Because I did take off my shoes."

"Someone left a piece of Play-doh (seriously just noticed the spelling: Homer Simpson meets Toddler?!) on the floor"
"Who do you think it was?"
"Um...mommy."
"Did you just throw me under the bus to me?"

"Craddle cap is not my favorite."
"Yeah. Me either."
In an ironic turn of events, we found that the speaker has a little batch on her own head to accompany her sister's ailment.


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