The kids were famished after I hauled them about with me for an hour running errands so when we got home Luke asked for three PPJ sandwiches. I, being a little more sensible than that, replied that two would probably satisfy his growling midsection and went to work shoveling the loads of peanut butter it takes to feed my ravenous little pack. I waitressed the food and went about my housework. A few moments later I hear Luke bragging about his double portion to which Ana, in her most uppity voice, replies,"Don't rub it out, Luke! I don't want two!"
So let this be a lesson to all of you. Don't rub it out. Rub it in!
1 month ago
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Ha ha! That is so cute! What cuties:) When can I come babysit again?;)
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