K: Momma, can you order us a pizza?
ME: I could, but then I'd have to kill you.
K: Well, can we eat the pizza first?
ME: Sure!
K: I'm okay with that.
N: I'm okay with that, too.
*smooches...wondering when exactly my life became a sitcom*
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I feel like the babies installed secret cameras and are reading from a script... sneaky heifers!
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