Dad: James! Go pick up your mess
James: No thanks. I'll go to time out.
He's also learned the "daddy says no, go ask mommy" game.
Daddy: No, James. The ball stretches out your shirt. No balls up your shirt.
James: (in his sweetest, sad voice) Daddy, where's my mommy? I need to go find my mommy.
Daddy: (not putting 2 and 2 together) She's upstairs on the computer.
James: (with his sweetest smile) Hi mommy! Mommy, ball up my shirt?
Mommy: (not knowing daddy said no) Okay.
And with that James runs down stairs to show daddy his shirt. What a little minx!
Clara with her "big belly"
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