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Feb. 2nd, 2004 11:47 pmThe wee ones seem to be petitioning for their own sitcom at this point:
Nik: I got my hair cut!
Me: I see that! So how are you looking?
Nik: Better!
Me: [upon losing that *$%#! video game yet again] This is getting old.
Abbey: No, Dad. You're getting old.
Nik: More mac and cheese!
Grandma: You want more? What do you think we are?
Abbey: Waiters?
Abbey: Wow. My brain must be on a lunch break. [No context necessary.]
Ahem. Yes, well.
Nik: I got my hair cut!
Me: I see that! So how are you looking?
Nik: Better!
Me: [upon losing that *$%#! video game yet again] This is getting old.
Abbey: No, Dad. You're getting old.
Nik: More mac and cheese!
Grandma: You want more? What do you think we are?
Abbey: Waiters?
Abbey: Wow. My brain must be on a lunch break. [No context necessary.]
Ahem. Yes, well.
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Date: 2004-02-03 05:09 am (UTC)Cutest. Kids. EVER.
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