Andrew: Mommie, Sasha got her sprinkles all over my race car!
Mommie: Those aren't sprinkles--those are sparkles!
Andrew: Sprinkles, sparkles--the same thing!
Sasha asks Mommie her nightly question: Mommie, are you going to come to my birthday party?
Mommie: Sure, sweetie--I will.
Sasha: You can only come if you do your work first.
Mommie: What work is that?
Sasha: The work in the kitchen--you need to make food!
Mommie, talking to Andrew: Sweetie, be careful!
Sasha: He's not your sweetie, I'm your sweetie!
Mommie: You're both my "sweeties"
Sasha: No, call him your "son"; I want to be your "sweetie". OK?
Sasha, coming downstairs after she'd been tucked in, along with her giant pink dolfin: Mommie, Andrew is snoring!
Mommie: I'm sorry, Sasha. Try to sleep.
Sasha: He woke up my dolfin!
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- Ira
- o I enjoy shocking people o I’ve always wanted an older brother o I like the sound and smell of fire o I wish I had a magic carpet because I love traveling o I detest literary theory and sci-fi o Bluntness and kept promises instill trust o Dance is proof of music’s immense power o Fake modesty and feigned interest irk me o I remember a vacation my family took when I was three o I have always loved trying on shoes o The most disgusting food I was force-fed was skin off a chicken leg o I don’t like surprises or occasion presents, yet love unpredictability and gifts for no reason o I need to have “alone time” o I prefer simple to outrageous; complicated to boring o I like checklists and agendas, but rarely follow them o I resent menus in foreign languages but adore ethnic cuisine o I change my mind o Old people often approach me o I am stubborn and can only learn from own mistakes o Intimate conversations win over loud parties o Amusement-park rides don’t agree with me o I like my coffee strong and chocolate dark o No artificial sweetener or bacon o Not too many ruffles or flowers o No hotel art or paisley pattern
