Me: “I’m thinking of becoming a Buddhist. Really, in a lot of ways I’m already pretty close to being a Buddhist.”
My Wonderful Wife: “Yeah. You already look like Buddha.”
Me: (evil glare)
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Sugar baby
Little Miss Thing, age 5: “I’m car sick. But eating Skittles is helping. I want Skittles on all car trips.”
Wonderful Wife: “That’s an interesting theory.”
LMT: “No, I’m serious. It’s helping. The more Skittles I eat, the better I feel.”
WW: “I bet.”
Very Moving
Me: “You have to clean up all those art supplies before you can do anything else.”
Little Miss Thing, age 5: “ANYTHING?”
Me: “Yes, anything.”
LMT: “Can we blink?”
Danger Monkey, age 8: “I hope we can breathe.”
Me: “Just clean it up.”
DM: “My cells are all moving around.”
LMT: “Can we poop?” (much giggling)
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