I've got two kids. One boy who is 3.5, and a girl who'll be 2 in a week.
The joy of our house is the 'dialog' between the two. They fight over just about everything.
They sit across from each other and the dinner table. So I get to hear their 'discussions' in stereo.
The big thing recently was farting.
"They're MY farts!"
"NO! They are MY FARTS!"
This repeats constantly. And so is the joy in our lives.
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This time it'll be a little longer than normal. We'll see how well things go. After all, it does apparently keep me employed.
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