He gave me a hug and I said "I love you. Bunches, and bunches and bunches!" (something I say often). He replied "I love you. Clusters, and clusters and clusters".
Grace:
"Mommy, Rachel gave me her deodorant. And I put it on. See, smell my armpits. [*reveals armpits*] They smell nice now. Before they smelled like skunk spray." (yes, THIS from my adorable, precious 7 year old daughter.)
Foster Baby-AKA #7 and Rachel:
Foster Baby had been playing with a stack of toy Letters. He ran across the kitchen and a letter fell out of his shorts. Lucky for me, it was the letter "P". Rachel: "P just fell out of 7's diaper." [*abrupt silence*] Then she, along with the rest of the crew, realized what she had just said. Thus ensued tons of snickers from the others and jokes such as "Please keep your P in your diaper next time!" and "Look there's P in the floor!"
Ahh the joys of having funny children. Keeps me on my toes and keeps me smiling.
"Till he fill thy mouth with laughing, and thy lips with rejoicing."
Job 8:21
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