K said, frustrated as she played MarioKart on the Wii - "I am never going to be good at the Grand Pricks (Prix)!"
Well, okay then.
N, while he scrubbed himself in the bath tub the other night, after I told him he needed a bath because he had not wiped properly and smelled like butt, sang this little ditty - "My mom gave me the soap and a sponge and now I smell good instead of like butt!"
K remarked as we made cupcakes with homemade chocolate, buttercreme icing - "This is a day I will always forget!"
And then she said, as she looked at the roses Rick gave me - "You know they are roses because of their sparks."
I think she meant thorns.
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