A: I need your piece of apple mommy.
V: You have your own piece of apple Allie.
A: But I need yours now mommy.
V: Why Allie?
A: Because it's probably mine...
V: {hands her the apple slice}... What just happened...
A: mommy you want my pretzels? K...
{hands me a few pretzels}
V: No thank you, mommy is not hungry right now.
A: NO, KEEP THEM MOMMY!!! I have plenty.
V: o...k...
Allie walking around...toots... "Somebody stinky on me"
Mimicking daddy...
A: "What the Hell..." {insert creepy smile/smirk}
Oh there are so many more I can not think of right now... She's a riot... When she's being good :-)
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