Arriving home from Nora's the other day and removing all winter gear.
Max: "Oh I weft my gwoves in youw caw."
Me: "Well Max try and remember them the next time because dad takes you to Nora's in the morning in his car and I don't want you to go to Nora's without gloves."
Max: "Mom, sometimes kids jus foget okay, it jus happens and it's okay."
Yesterday at home Lila was running and tripped.
Max: "Did you have a nice twip Wiya?"
Me: "Max that isn't very nice. You should ask her if she is okay."
Max: "Weww das what dad says."
Me: "UGH......!"
Max's conversation after returning from using the bathroom last night.
Max: "Mom sometimes boys don't wanna wash dare hands."
Me: (Somewhat tuning him out since I was pre-occupied with something else) "Oh yeah."
Max: "Yeah, becasue sometimes we jus don't want too."
Me: (Now relazing he is talking about himself and what he just did or I should say didn't do) "Well Max then YOU need to go back upstairs and wash your hands."
Max: "And mom sometimes boys jus don't wanna go back upstaiws and wash dare hands, sometimes we jus don't wanna."
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