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Why I Love Being The Mom- Day 2


Because I get to have conservations like these...

Charlie: Hey Mom!
Me: What Charlie?
Charlie: Darth Vader is my Father.
Me: You are so lucky...

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Charlie: Hey Mom!
Me: What Charlie?
Charlie: I poo-ed my pants...
Me: Why did you poo your pants?
Charlie: I don't know, but I still love you.

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In the car...
Charlie: Hey Mom, what does that sign say?
Me: It says Mountain America Credit Union.
Charlie: (said as a matter of fact) No it doesn't... it says Pop Tarts.

Comments

Coontz Clan said…
Love IT!!! My love being a mom moment - My daughter gave me her tooth fairy money for my b-day!!
Abby said…
I love Chars! Maybe Remi will have the same kind of personality as him! He's a funny kid!
I love the way he left you the funniest comments especially wondering where did he comes up with Pop Tarts.
Alifinale said…
I don't know, but I still love you. That cracks me up and melts my heart. He sure knows how to get away with stuff.
Neva said…
I LOVE CHARS!
Deby said…
What a character! You totally have to put a copy of that post in his baby book.
Sara said…
Love it!
Oh mandee! Seriously I laugh so hard when I read your posts! I like to read other peoples but I often skip through the reading....YOU SHOULD write a book!! You are so funny...I havent seen you forever...how are you??? You were supposed to come get a pedicure with us before our baby came...miss you!
This is so funny! Don't you just love when they randomly poo their pants! He is such a cutie and you are an awesome writer!
Jenn said…
Thanks for giving me the laugh of my day!!! That was so dang funny and cute!
Katie said…
Charlie is THE cutest kid ever.
Rachie said…
What a character he is! Don't you love it when they correct it? It is so frustrating and funny at the same time.

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