Someone put surveys in mailboxes at school to fill out and left a little thing of skittles to go with it so I ate mine in the car on the way to get the boys and immediately when Benny got in he said, “I smell candy. Mama can I have some candy?” Busted.

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Me: Wow, Lukey really did a number on the playroom today, didn’t he?

Charlie: What number did he do? three hundred and twenty-eight?

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Charlie: My teacher was sick today from all the talking.

Me: I can relate to her.

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Charlie: I love you five hundred and sixty three miles per hour. I love you Ace. I love you four hundred and thirty two million feet.

Etc etc etc. 🥹