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The boy wanted chocolate milk. Instead of asking, he said "Mommy, I want chocolate milk." I told him to ask his sister nicely and she would likely make him some. He repeated the request to her. I corrected him and said to ask, "Would you please make me some chocolate milk?" He said no! It's my chocolate milk. After I regained my composure, I said to ask, "Please make you some chocolate milk?" He realized that wasn't right either. By this point my oldest is dying laughing. One more attempt, "Kenny, repeat after me: Would you please make Kenny some chocolate milk?" He is now happily drinking his chocolate milk. His sister is still giggling.
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Veronica
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When I saw the subject line, I thought you were going to say he learned a new curse word . . . like, um, K1 learned today.
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Oh no! ha ha!Originally posted by MrsK View Post
When I saw the subject line, I thought you were going to say he learned a new curse word . . . like, um, K1 learned today.Veronica
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haha!Married to a newly minted Pediatric Rad, momma to a sweet girl and a bunch of (mostly) cute boy monsters.
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Having a parrot . . er, toddler. . . is a double-edged sword. He also learned "AWESOMESAUCE!!!" Which he was shouting from his carseat the other day when we got stuck at a railroad crossing. As long as he doesn't pick up "douche-canoe," "asshat," or other choice iMSN lingo, I'm safe.Wife and #1 Fan of Attending Adult & Geriatric Psychiatrist.Comment
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Haha!Laurie
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