Jack, sneaking through the kitchen during dinner: Jack's not in his seee-eat!
Sydney, spying ANYTHING AT ALL: Whassat?
Sydney, dangling her sippy cup over the side of her highchair: Don't!
Sydney, closing ANY door: Shut!
Jack, to Dinah: Your breath smells like dog doo.
Me: Put two and two together son.
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