C-isms, Part VII
I want to be together forever with you, Mommy. So then you can buy me stuff.
MOMMMMMYYYYYY!!!!! THERE’S SOMETHING COMING IN FROM OUTSIDE MY WINDOW AND I THINK IT’S IN THE SHAPE OF LIGHTNING!!!!!
I’m a little worried about A’s box of crayons. He doesn’t have the aquamarine crayon.
(As he’s pouring water down his swimsuit trunks) I’m washing my dooder. It’s really dirty. How did it get dirty, C? It’s been wiggling around a lot and it got really dirty.
Wanna know something cool about me, Mommy? I can read words on a 4th, 5th, and 6th grade level!
Mommy, if I saw you at the store, and you wanted to be selled, how much would you be?