Ava (filling up the sink with water) said in a panicky voice, "I don't want it to ovary flow!"
I was changing Eden's diaper and she had a bad diaper rash and was remembering powdered Desitin. She was crying hard and said in a desperate voice, "I want some Splenda on it." I laughed so hard I almost peed my pants. This would certainly be the cause of Child Protective Services descending upon us if this were to happen at school. I think I was able to clear up the confusion, but you never know...
I'm pretty sure Safa called me a "f*cker" yesterday. I apologize for the language. I'm just reporting the facts.
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